Bridgette’s NDE — dragged into hell, rescued by Jesus.
A Nurse’s Terrifying Near-Death Experience: Dragged into Hell and Rescued by Jesus
What would you see if your heart stopped tonight?
Not in theory. Not in metaphor. But literally—your spirit separating from your body.
Would you float toward light and music?
Or would you be processed into a place of intelligent darkness, where your worst fears become your forever?
For Bridgette, a California ER nurse, death did not bring peace. It brought hell.
And not the cartoon version. This was an organized, multi-layered realm where demons triaged souls, horrors repeated like clockwork, and her voice was stolen—until she called on one Name.
This is her testimony: from trauma to torment, from despair to deliverance. It is both a warning and an invitation.
As you read, ask yourself quietly: “If today were my last day… where would I wake up?”
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Key Takeaways
- Hell is real, structured, and terrifyingly organized.
- Spiritual deception is subtle and deadly.
- Trauma opens doors—but truth closes them.
- The name of Jesus still breaks chains.
- Your choices echo into eternity.
Early Life: When Fear Becomes a Language
Bridgette didn’t grow up in peace. She grew up in panic.
Even as a little girl, she saw shadowy figures crawling her hallway. They climbed onto her bed. They choked her in the dark. She’d run to her father’s door and breathe through the crack, just to feel someone’s presence on the other side.
Her father called it imagination. Her mom, a believer, didn’t know how to fight.
Her fear wasn’t coddled—it was cemented.
Then came trauma stacked on trauma:
- A man with a black glove broke her window at night.
- A bank robbery where she lay face-down on the floor as ski-masked men stormed in.
- A near-fatal car crash with a drunk driver doing 120 mph.
Psychologists call this complex trauma—a rewiring of the nervous system to expect terror. Scripture calls it a spirit of fear (2 Timothy 1:7).
In Hindu tradition, fear (bhaya) is considered one of the great obstacles to moksha—liberation. In Islamic tradition, Shayṭān whispers fear into the hearts of the believers to shake their trust in Allah (Qur’an 3:175).
In every tradition, fear is a thief. And in Bridgette’s life, it became a native tongue.
“I was sweating under the blankets every night,” she recalls. “Covering my head, just trying to survive the dark.”
The ER Nurse: Healing Others While Dying Inside,
Years later, Bridgette became a nurse. She wore the scrubs, walked the trauma bays, and gave comfort to the broken. But she was spiritually fractured.
When the 2020 mandates came, she reluctantly received the required shot. Within weeks, her body began shutting down:
- Heart arrhythmias.
- Neurological airway collapse.
- Anemia with 100 % oxygen saturation (a paradox doctors dismissed).
- Seizure-like episodes no one believed.
She was in and out of hospitals 28+ times. Labelled drug-seeking. Dismissed. Misdiagnosed.
Meanwhile, her coping mechanism was the same as many in the ER: alcohol. She was barely sleeping, constantly gasping for air, and emotionally unravelling.
Spiritually, she wasn’t walking with the Lord. “I believed in God,” she admits, “but I wasn’t serving Him. And when you’re not serving Him, you’re free game to the enemy.”
The Descent into Hell
One day, Bridgette aspirated—something lodged in her airway. She scribbled a note to her mother:
“I’ve aspirated. I’m going to stop breathing. Turn me on my side and call 911.”
She flatlined. And she left her body.
She was placed in a van, blindfolded, with other souls. It felt like an intake system.
“It was triage,” she said. “17 people at a time. Then 13. It was organized.”
Low-level demons—“grunts”—processed the new arrivals. Higher-level principalities were eerily beautiful. They spoke in hauntingly melodic tongues.
She was strapped to a bed. People’s souls were pulled out using strange spiritual instruments, then placed beside a towering scribe-like being who wrote their lives in disappearing sand.
She recognized him later as resembling Thoth, the Egyptian god of judgment—though she insists, “That’s not a god. That’s a demon.”
CROSS-CULTURAL INSIGHT:
- In ancient Egypt, Thoth recorded the deeds of the dead to be weighed against the feather of Ma’at.
- In Islamic eschatology, angels Raqib and Atid record every deed to be reviewed on the Day of Judgment (Britannica).
- In Revelation 20, books are opened and the dead are judged “according to what they had done.”
In each worldview, the life review is not metaphor—it is meticulous.
“I knew my judgment was coming,” Bridgette said. “And there was no escape.”
Repeating Terrors: Personalized Torments
What she witnessed was worse than flames. It was repetition.
She saw families executed in front of one another—over and over.
She saw a father forced to kill his baby to stop its torture—but he missed repeatedly, prolonging the agony.
“Hell is not random,” she said. “It’s tailored. It’s organized. It’s forever.”
In Hindu Naraka, sinners endure torments specifically suited to their sins—boiled in oil, frozen in ice, dismembered by demons—only to be restored and repeat.
In Buddhism, Avici (the lowest hell) is called “non-interval,” meaning no gap between one torment and the next.
Modern psychology offers a chilling parallel: trauma loops. Survivors of PTSD often relive their worst experiences on repeat, unable to escape the cycle until intervention rewires the brain (APA).
Hell, in Bridgette’s account, was an eternal trauma loop—without intervention.
Witchcraft, Idolatry, and Strange Rooms
At one point, Bridgette was dragged into a pentagram-shaped table. Seven witches stood around her, marking her body with black dots that burned and suffocated her.
She tried to say the name of Jesus. They covered her mouth.
She screamed. They clawed. She still didn’t die.
She was dragged past a building where people were upside-down in yoga poses—legs twisted, bodies aflame. They were worshipping a Hindu deity.
“That’s what you wanted? You get it—forever,” a demonic voice told her.
Whether literal or symbolic, the image reflected the principle found in Romans 1: “God gave them over to the desires of their hearts.”
✝️ The Cry for Jesus
Finally, in desperation, Bridgette screamed: “JESUS!”
Everything stopped.
She woke up intubated. Alive.
“That name broke everything,” she said. “I knew I had been in hell. I knew I was rescued.”
This is the crux of her story: there was no theological debate in hell. There was only darkness—until one Name shattered it.
From Despair to Deliverance
Recovery wasn’t instant. Bridgette endured more intubations, a pediatric-sized tracheostomy, and deep depression. She tried to take her own life. She wrestled with suicidal thoughts.
But slowly, she began to seek God.
She attended deliverance classes. She studied Scripture. She learned that Jesus had already won the victory—and she didn’t have to keep fighting as if she hadn’t been set free.
She began coming off medications. Her seizures reduced. Her strength returned.
“I had to learn how to make my life fit the Bible, not make the Bible fit my life,” she said.
What You Can Do
Bridgette’s story isn’t meant to paralyze you. It’s meant to mobilize you.
Here are steps she urges you to take:
- Be brutally honest with your spiritual state.
Lukewarm is still cold. Ask: Do I truly know Jesus, or do I just know about Him? - Open your Bible every day.
Not as a checkbox, but as oxygen. You can’t fight deception if you don’t know truth. - Break agreements with fear.
Fear is not humility. It’s bondage. Whether clinical or spiritual, get help, get prayer, get free. - Don’t romanticize hell.
It’s not a party. It’s not rebellion. It’s organized agony. - Share your testimony.
Someone’s eternity may depend on your story.
“If God can use me—broken, medicated, suicidal—to warn others… He can use anyone,” she says.
📜 A Message for Our Generation
Bridgette believed the lie that being “a good person” was enough. She wore a cross necklace. She had a sticker on her car. She thought she’d maybe get a “smaller mansion in heaven.”
But she was wrong.
Her hell experience included a holographic review: faces of people who had tried to tell her about Jesus, and her rejecting them. Then she heard:
“You will be without excuse.”
That is a sobering line for our time.
In a culture that prizes self-expression over self-examination, Bridgette’s story cuts through noise with clarity:
“You will answer to God. And you will answer for your testimony.”
(👉 Related: Sariel: The Only Fallen Angel God Forgave)
Where Would You Wake Up?
Bridgette’s story is graphic. It’s raw. It’s uncomfortable.
But so is hell.
And so is living your whole life deceived—only to wake up in eternity unprepared.
This is not fear-mongering. It’s soul-rescue.
Whether you believe every detail literally or symbolically, the takeaway is timeless:
- Life is short.
- Eternity is long.
- Jesus is still the only Way.
“Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved” (Romans 10:13).
Bridgette did. And everything changed.
Reflections
What would my “intake” reveal if I died tonight?
What fears still govern my decisions?
Am I truly known by God—or just known about Him?
🙏 Your Turn
Bridgette’s testimony is not just her story — it’s a warning for all of us.
What about you?
- Have you ever faced a moment that made you question eternity?
- Do you believe near-death experiences can reveal eternal realities?
- Where would you wake up if today were your last day?
💬 Share your thoughts in the comments.
📢 Pass this story to someone who needs a wake-up call.
🔥 And above all: Don’t stay lukewarm. Choose Jesus today.
