User blog comment:Etindel/That did NOT just happen!/@comment-81.97.202.48-20130604005429/@comment-9788768-20130604095245

Actually I think that's really realistic. When I was a kid I fell down a pit, broke my arms, bashed my face up and pulled some muscles in my neck. I was sure I was going to die and accepted it. It was such a strange feeling made even stranger by the one thought that wouldn't leave my mind. I was sucking on a humbug while I fell and when I hit the ground I consciously spat it out. Lying down there in the dark and accepting death I couldn't help wondering what possessed me to spit out such a good humbug!