Debra Pursell has a car crash and finds herself descending down a long dark tunnel

At the time of the impact, I was going away. I was gone. I believe I was dead and I was going to Hell. 

And I was going down this big long tunnel. It was so dark. It was so dark. And it was so black that you couldn't even see your hands in front of your face. 

You couldn't see anything, and I'm saying; "I don't want to go yet. I don't want to go yet." And I'm falling further and further away from that light, that light. I was reaching upward. Where am I going? I don't want to go yet.

From the darkness, things were grabbing at me with their hands and long fingernails grabbing at me, trying to pull me in with them. 

And I was going; "No! I don't want to go yet. I don't want to go yet." 

Screaming! Their mouths were open so wide and their teeth gnashing, but no sound coming. No sound. Just hands trying to pull me in and their mouths so wide open and feeling like "No please, I don't want to go yet Jesus. Oh please, I'll do right. I'll do right" 

And out of the blue, like a flash of light, my whole body stopped in mid-air, and I felt hands, to this day, I could feel the impression of hands on my bottom, and the hands pushed me so fast that I saw myself going towards the light. I went into the lightness and I was in the hospital. And I woke up and I was in the hospital.

I was looking around. At first my eyes were closed, and I looked around and I closed my eyes. I couldn't figure out where I was at because I'm still seeing that light while I was falling, and I was seeing all the light. I'm saying, "Well, where am I?"

And I heard a policeman say; "Oh, we lost this one. We lost this one. What is her name? Do you have anything on her?"

And I opened my eyes and said; "No you didn't."

And he jumped back.