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I was lying in bed trying to go to sleep.  I used to have this issue where I would hear metallic pinging noises in my
 head sometimes while I was going to sleep.  they really rattled me and screwed with my perception a little.

on this occasion the pinging noise entered my head and i felt a little dizzy, the pitch of the pinging dropped to a low key 
fluttering buzzing noise(like motorbike crossed with moth)
I was looking up at the ceiling and a black face dripped down from the roof and launced at me.  
I became paraylized and the world dissapeared.  I had no body and there was nothing but black.  
I had no external reference point for vision there was just the buzzing sound and the feeling of being crushed under immense
 pressure.

the pressure was so great I started getting frightened, it was as though i was being crushed to nothing.

I tried to move but had no body to move, no sight to see,  I was really freaked out now,  it was so dark, i though to my self
 , "I need light, where is the light?"  
thinking this thought in this context made me think of death and people talking about going to the light
(all these thoughts were frantic and rushed as i was in imminent danger)

I freaked out thinking if i didn't find a light I would have to stay in the crushing black forever.  
"I need to go to the light,where is the light"

all of a sudden I was back in my room and paraylized.  there was a crack like an electrical short circuit. 
and there was like a bluish electrical discharge looking thing that i guess was the source of the crack. 
(like the patterns from water, shadows in the bottom oft the swimming pool)

the buzzing was still there, but there seemed to be a bubble around me that was keeping the black thing from me.

i was still lying there paraylized when i saw at the bottom of my vision my doona rising up.  
I realized it was me lifting up, like i was taking a big breath and my stomach was rising.

But my stomach kept rising too far to be realistic, i was freaking out more now,  my stomach lifted up so far that 
the only things in their original place on the bed were my head and feet.  
i stretched out to the point where i was expecting to ping like a rubber band.  
i didnt ping my head and feet just gently tugged free and I was floating above my bed.

My thought now was "AWESOME! i'm lucid dreaming!"  
i've never had a lucid dream that was this real, or where i was this normally conscious.  
It was me in my awake state of mind, floating above my bed.
The buzzing left as i left my body.
I looked around the room and everything was so real and in such pristine quality i was taken aback.  
despite the darkness of my room i could see everything astonishingly clearly, 
almost like i was seeing a larger light spectrum. everything had a grey/bluish tinge to it.
i kept catching flickers of bluy white plasma looking stuff out of the corner of my eyes. 
but when id turn and look at it, it would turn into my hand.  which was strange, almost like it resembled what i expected
 it too.

It was too real to believe.  I thought to myself.  I need absolute proof.  
I looked around for something unique that i could test it with.  the room was full of mess and stuff that i was familiar
 with.  
i looked on the floor at a book a friend had lent me.  I looked closer at the author name (which i didn't recognize) and
 tried hard to memorize it.
  after I had done as good an attempt at memorizing as i could it was time for fun.  
I looked around the room and for the first time looked over to my bed.  where i was shocked to see someone lying in.  
this caught me off guard being alone in my room and all.  I realized it was me lying there.  I looked closer and again was
 amazed by the detail.  
I could see my face from another persons perspective which is remarkably different from that of a mirror.  
I could see my stubble, and the pores on my nose and eyelashes and everything.  
It was then that I realized that my chest wasnt moving.

i got a real fright.  stopped completely and watched in shock.  I really wasnt moving.  

This was the point when i realized i was dead.

I gotta say that looking at your life in a literal past tense is sooo strange and eerie.

my thought, just like the comet was "nooo! I had so much more stuff to do! i cant be dead now!"

I thought about my family and friends and felt a bit bad.  they were going to be upset.

I looked around and the room was just still and silent.  nothing was moving, my body was still.

I even looked up for a light in the sky(funny i know, but when that stuff happens all certainty is gone.)

no light. nothing.

I though damn im a ghost and I just have to stay here? forever?
I wondered about demons and spirits and poltergeists.
I felt very unprepared and very much like a little fish in a big ocean.

I became desperate and started wondering about time.  I had no time reference.  what If i hadnt been out of body as 
long as i thought?
what if my body was alive and every second i spent out here it was slowly dying?
i panicked.  "I have to get back in there"
"I have to get back in there!"
in a snap of the fingers, my vision returned and i was still paralyzed, the buzzing in my head was intense, my skin 
felt prickly.  
as the buzzing faded I regained my ability to move and started breathing again.(I couldn't breath, however did not 
feel short of breath when i re-entered.)

I jumped out of bed and ran out to my lounge room and paced for a while, smoked a cigarette and then remembered the book.
  
I went back to my room and read the authors name and it matched the name i had memorized(cant remember the author name now,
 it was a more insignificant detail of that nights memory)