The beeps of the hospital monitors were fading.

I knew I didn't have much longer.

After a life well-lived, I knew what awaited me.

Happiness overtook me as the room faded to black, I would bask in the eternal glory of our Lord.

What is there to fear?

The room faded to black.

I realized I'd passed on.

I don't know if spirits can smile, but it sure felt like I was.

I waited for the light to come, the glory of the Lord made manifest.

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Only darkness remained.

I tried to look around.

Nothing but darkness, like being in a closet when the power goes out.

I tried to run, move, anything, but the darkness moved with me.

I tried to shout.

No reply, not even an echo.

The void consumed all.

My cousin's voice sprang to mind, "There's nothing after we die."

I realized he was right.

I hovered in an eternal nothing, only the dark silence of the void for company.

In a way, maybe this would be peace?