Christine Eastell lives in the UK. She was seriously injured in a road traffic accident, and, following a cardiac arrest, experienced Hell.
The following excerpt is taken, with permission, from the book "The Final Frontier" by Dr Richard Kent and Val Fotherby.
Christine Eastell was a sales representative. On 11th December 1989 she was involved in a serious road traffic accident, and sustained fractures of her skull, ribs, pelvis, and legs. She was taken to an intensive care unit, where she developed septicaemia, and had a cardiac arrest. The following is her account of her near death experience:
When my spirit began to leave my body I began to go down into a very deep pit. It is difficult to describe; it was very black and misty and yet there was no beginning, no sides, I just knew I was in a pit. I kept closing my eyes and hoping that when I opened them it would all be a bad dream, but nothing changed. It is impossible to describe the fear I felt. I was desperate to get out, and when I saw what I thought was a small opening I began to claw desperately. But the more I tried to get to this opening the more distant it became. It was an impossible situation.
All around there were ordinary people, and they were in such pain and despair. They seemed to be tormented by an enormous amount of guilt, which was reflected in their faces. It is difficult to describe the depth of despair that was present in that place. If you could put all the pain, all the hurt and despair in the world together, that was what I sensed in that place, and I was more aware of the strength of this than I was of the people.
In the darkness I became aware of an even more evil presence than I had already felt and there, high above anything, was this creature I just know was Satan. I didn't know what to do because this wasn't just a dream, this was reality. In my terror I screamed out, "I'm a Christian and I belong to Jesus. I shouldn’t be here", but Satan looked down and laughed a hideous laugh that I will always remember, and said, " When I tempted you, you gave in to me, you belong to me now", and at that moment I knew it was true. What could I do? There I was in Hell, with Satan, and in total despair. I had thought I was a Christian, but I had not committed my life to Jesus.
At that point I thought, "Lord, please just rescue
me". I prayed for forgiveness, and I remember falling on my knees pleading with Him
to forgive me as I went through everything I hadn't done for Him, and then I just stayed
there, because I couldn't do anything else. And, praise God, Satan is a defeated enemy
– Jesus heard my prayer and He lifted me up from Hell into His presence. I looked up
and there stood Jesus in all His glory. I did not want to leave this place, this was so
different from what I had come from, and now I was in the presence of Jesus, and I could
feel His love and His peace. I told him I didn't want to leave, that I was happy there but
he told me, "No, you have to go back and let others know the reality of Hell, but
also the reality of the alternative – Jesus".