This what it feels like when you die.

There’s no need to hold a seance to find out what happens when you die these days — now you can just ask Reddit.

Turn the lights back on, blow out the candles and STEP AWAY FROM THE OUIJA BOARD. We will not be needing them.

For hundreds of years humans have tried to communicate with the dead. I mean what better way to prepare for what comes next than by asking someone who already made the journey?

But now you don’t have to be a medium or Hayley Joel Osment to talk to someone that’s seen what lies beyond.

Thanks to modern medicine a whole bunch of lucky folks are now revived  and thanks to modern communication they can now tell us all about their journeys on the Internet.

A Reddit user (presumably in the midst of an existential crisis) decided to ask people who had clinically died exactly what it felt like when they came to.

Here’s some of the responses he got, mostly people experienced a whole lot of nothing.

This person, who just blacked out:

“I collapsed at a work meeting in February 2014 and had no pulse or cardiac rhythm for about five minutes. My last “recorded” memory was from about an hour prior to the incident, and my next memory was from two days later, when I emerged from a medically-induced coma. Evidently I regained consciousness a half a day before my brain started recording new memories, so I kept repeating the same three questions for hours on end. Eventually my wife and friends started making up “better answers” because they hated seeing the fear on my face when they explained what actually happened.”

This is what we assume it feels like… peaceful.

“My mum had a brain aneurysm that was nearly fatal. Around the time that the doctors told us that she was going to die, she later related that after several hours of terrible pain, she only felt peace. She described a lightness of being and relaxed happiness. The first words she spoke to me when she awoke were “Isn’t it so sad about Michaelangelo?”

Or a dreamless sleep.

“I “died” on an operating table in 2012 and was revived by the surgeon/ nursing team. I had no memory, just like a dreamless sleep. When I woke up my family was pissed at me…fuck me right?”

This guy’s dad spoke to God, apparently.

“My father told of a tale when he crashed his motorcycle on a golf course somewhere. For a second everything slowed down and pulsed, and a bright light completely overtook his vision. He woke up next to God. It went something like this. Something like it, anyway.

God:Yo

Dad:Hi God.

God:Do you want to stay here or go back?

Dad:My time is not over…

Wake up. Bad pain. Bad choice.

Ouch.

And then there was this guy, the my life “looked like a loaf of bread” guy, who sounds like he was tripping out on some very strong medicine.

“I fell out of the 3rd dimension into…another dimension? It’s hard to explain. I could still see the visage of my last images, and the people around me looking at me scared, freaking out. I could see everything from all angles and time. I saw an infinite amount of other views of the same experience with small differences, people looked a little bit different, objects looked a bit weirder. These were all arranged together like a moving fractal.

Time was solid, I could look into my past and see random events that happened to me when I was a kid. Obscure stuff that I recognized, but never thought about again. My life experiences as I chose them, formed an object, to me it looked like a loaf of bread, but it wasn’t actually a loaf of bread. It’s hard to explain. There was a communication to me in my head when I wondered why my life looked like a loaf of bread that all realities are existing at the same time and that random objects in one, like a carton of milk in the grocery store, could be pieces of entities, or even experiences in another time or dimension. An experience that happens to you in the third dimension, could actually be a manifestation of a being in a higher dimension.”

So now you know. Just in case you ever wondered.

Do you have a near death story to tell?