Do you ever try to imagine others' deaths?

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I'm not sure if it's due to listening to too much news, but... every time details are mentioned an image is portrayed in my mind... the shooting down of a plane, a plane being steered towards a mountain... how could subjective experience have differed?

Yes, I do. It's what makes me so anxious about death. When there's something like a plane crash, it disturbs me when I know that so many families have lost a loved one(s) in the tragedy, and it's all on the news and everything, But then the world must move on, life goes on, with a whole load of people left grieving over lost loved ones. Even plane crashes that happened, like, 20 years ago still bother me, as all those people that lost their loved ones are probably still upset about their loss to this day.

And yes I also anxiously imagine what it might have been like for those who died in the plane crash. What were their last thoughts? Or their last words? Did it happen quick, too quick to even know that they're going to die? Or did everyone freak out? Were they conscious enough to feel the big explosion before their death? Did they feel pain moments before they died?

Same as when someone gets stabbed to death. Do they feel the first few stabbings being violently inserted into their body? Do they struggle for life? Is the pain so excruciating that they can't even shout out? Does the knife going into them make a sound, like can they hear it?

I have a million questions to ask about what death feels like.

I always have to picture situations. That's what mostly keeps me awake at night. As a kid, one of my classmate died in a plane crash. I had a hard time realizing what it implied. Someone that was part of my class, that I saw and talked to on a nearly daily basis, was gone. I wondered how he felt about it and what was is reaction. I find death a really brutal part of life. Events occur and irremediably changes it forever. That may be the scariest part of life I fear.

I used to do this a lot, and still do occasionally. It isn't out of a fear of death, but a way to measure how I feel emotionally about a person.