“It batted me around like a cat with a caught mouse,” they wrote.

The suffering wasn’t physical, but emotional—profound and soul-wrenching.

The closest comparison they could make was the grief of losing a loved one, even though even that fell short.

There was no comfort or clarity in the experience.

The presence gave a chilling message: their “reward” would be a slightly better place among a “slave population.”

Worse, it wa:rned that making efforts to convince others of what they’d seen would only bring more suffering upon their return to life.

Now physically recovered with the help of surgeries and a pacemaker, the Redditor claims they no longer pray or thank God.

The experience shook them to their core—not as a glimpse of salvation, but as a disturbing revelation they wish they hadn’t received.

Doctors attributed the experience to hallucination or trauma. But for the person that lived through it, those six minutes felt more real—and more lasting—than anything else in their life.

Their story challenges the common notion of a peaceful afterlife, and raises unsettling questions:

What if the next world isn’t as comforting as we hope?

And how do we truly prepare for what lies beyond de:at:h?