As I grew up with severe sleep paralysis I also have a high tolerance for fear. I enjoy a good spooky tale and movie (spectral, I do not like gore) but since an incident I fear death, it scares me so much. Guess when you actually think you are dying that survival instinct triggers. I am trying to accept the fact we all go... I never let it discomfort me, but now I feel a pang of dread sometimes. And time flies.
I feel the exact same way.
And the reason this particular story hit me is that it had to do with death - but not 'crime' story kinda thing, mostly supernatural 'going away moment' documentation... that's what freaked me out...
Two weekends ago I visited a park devoted to death, it was an artist that got obsessed with it, and the place is so eerie, I need to finish and have it upload it. But yes, the idea of "stopping being" scares me (not to death hopefully)