I'm in the radio network studio, all set to run a show on the Beatles. Everything seems fine, I'm prepared with a show script (handwritten, word by word - exactly what I want to say).
It was a dark and cold night.
A small group of people - perhaps around 10 including myself, were locked down in a one story building. The building was surrounded by wolves. Although the building was small, there were many rooms - it was sort of a convenience store at a gas station with a live-in quarters, where I assumed the building service worker could live with their family.
I’d like to share a near death experience that I had after my mom died. But before I go into details, I have to say that I am not completely positive that it actually was an NDE or just merely a dream about an NDE.
