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I didn't die, but I played the "pass out" game once:
Bent over, hyper-ventilated, stood up, held my breath and had a buddy push hard on the chest. Next thing I remembered was seeing my body on the floor from the ceiling and watching my friend slap my face, from the perspective of looking down from the ceiling. Next thing after that I woke up to my friend slapping my face to wake me up.
Call it stupid shit a teenager would do. Call it whatever you want. That feeling of being "out of my body" and looking down on it, like a third person; well, I never played the "pass out" game again.
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