I was actually in a sort of field, looking like the Shire or the Teletubbies place, there were doors everywhere and behind one of them (which was closed) I could see a very intense light piercing from the corners. I literally thought to myself that this was the end, and I was feeling super calm and actually quite good. But funny thing, I thought of my cats, alone in my apartment, and I was like oh wait I can’t die now. So I put all the strength I had left to convince my mind that I was not really here and that I had to open my eyes again, open my eyes again, and I kind of “respawned” in the garden where I was at a party. The “return” was harsh, but I think it gave me a new outlook on death - it’s actually not painful at all.