Angel of Light (A Zak Bagans Story)

Chapter 133: Is This What Happens?

Chapter 133: Is This What Happens?

I followed the doctors as they took my body to perform an MRI after they finished doing the CT scan.

A MRI, also known as Magnetic resonance imaging, is a medical imaging technique used in radiology to form pictures of the anatomy and the physiological processes of the body. MRI scanners use strong magnetic fields, magnetic field gradients, and radio waves to generate images of the organs in the body.

The doctors performed the MRI of my entire body, I assumed to make sure there weren't any other injuries from the car accident. During the process, I was in a daze, unsure of what to think about all this.

I was obviously having an out of body experience...at least I guessed that's what it must be. But part of me wondered, what if I was brain dead? Am I ghost or a spirit now? And if I was...why hadn't I moved on to Heaven – or maybe Hell, but I'd like to think I was worthy enough for Heaven – why was I stuck here, roaming the halls of the hospital?

Did I have "unfinished business" as they always say about spirits that hang around. I had tried calling out to Emily, and even my parents, to no avail. It seemed as if I was entirely alone. Maybe I was in Purgatory?

I suddenly noticed the new surroundings that had appeared around me without my notice. I guess I had been so deep in my thoughts, I missed when the changes happened.

I was now standing outside a hospital room, facing a glass window that allowed me to see inside. There I was, in a hospital bed, hooked up to a ventilator, a heart monitor, a blood pressure machine, and an IV was still in my arm. The scene looked like something out of a science fiction movie, surrounded by machines that had many lights and buttons and screens.

The Neurosurgeon was writing on what I assumed to be my chart, while nurses made sure everything was set properly to monitor me. The fact that they seemed to be preparing to monitor my condition for a while, must of meant I wasn't brain dead, right?

I was suddenly startled when I heard a voice beside me.

"Hello...can you see me?" The voice asked.

I looked to my right to see an older woman standing next to me. She had short, gray curly hair, and her face was lined with wrinkles, a telltale sign of her age. I guessed she may be in her seventies, or maybe her eighties, it was hard to tell. She was wearing a beautiful dress that came down to just below her knees, and the dress had a pretty floral pattern on it.

The type of dress a grandmother would wear.

"Yes...can you see me...?" I asked, then realized my stupidity.

Of course she could see me, she asked me that question first!

She smiled at me.

"I can...you look a little lost," she replied, and then looked into the hospital room at my body, and then looked back at me. "What happened?"

"I um...I was in a car accident, I think I'm in a coma," I replied. "What about you?" I added, feeling like this had to be the strangest conversation I'd ever had in my life...or, in between life?

"I died," the woman replied, without a hint of sadness. She even had a smile on her face, as if she was good news.

"Oh...I'm so sorry..." I replied, shocked by her response, and equally confused.

She must of seen the confusion on my face, because she smiled sweetly at me.

"It was a shock at first of course," she started. "I've had a rough go of it the last year, battling cancer for a second time," she explained.