My dear friend, when death knocks our door, perhaps we would find ourselves in a state of graceful and peaceful. If we have a luck say so.
But then this death and that death is not really different in the end. But are unknown, if we honest to our mind, we do not know this path, we have no experience of it. And if we have the experience, we yet not dead I am certain.
To seek the unknown, we must cross the border, but of course there is no border at all. Only within imagination of the walking live, the border exist.
In the end, nothing much shall cited from this conversation. To put it simple, meet it and you shall see it, without experience it.