They say your life flashes before your eyes before you die. So imagine this your walking outdoors after a rain, your crossbow at your side. Then you slip down a hill tumbling the whole way down and finally landing against solid ground. All of the sudden you feel a sharp pain in your side, looking towards the pain you see a crossbolt in your side and your bleeding out. Suddenly you see your wife's pretty face, her smooth orange hair blowing in the breeze. Her smiling at you when you walk inside after a long day of farming. Then nothing. The emptiness of death itself. No light at the end of the tunnel. Just pure darkness.