I heard a voice say to me last night "I will kill you"
This is why I'm scared to smoke salvia anymore. There's this guy I always see, he is like a sentry or something, and he told me if he ever saw me again he was going to kill me. Sure, I smoked the stuff a couple more times even after that, but I just made sure to try to hide from the guy. Can only be lucky for so long though.
As for the thread: I'm not so scared of dying as long as it is quick and painless. I actually want it. This morning laying in bed in despair I realized that having the thought "I can't take another second of this" is not at all remarkable, as I've had it countless times now and I always survived for much more time. Anyway, dying isn't the least bit scary when your life is utterly destroyed. Just pain.