I don't know. I suppose pain and panic might affect my mind to the point where I'd do something like pray, which I'd recognize as stupid and useless if I were in my right mind.
I surely hope I wouldn't, though. I'd feel like I had betrayed my father. Right before he died (of heart problems, not being crushed in a building collapse), he had what I call a deathbed deconversion but he was probably just being honest about feelings he had kept to himself for years. He announced that he didn't believe in god and followed that up by saying, "But if there is a god and it's anything like that nasty cosmic ego in the bible, I want nothing to do with it."
That was 17 years ago, and I'm still proud of the old man.
I surely hope I wouldn't, though. I'd feel like I had betrayed my father. Right before he died (of heart problems, not being crushed in a building collapse), he had what I call a deathbed deconversion but he was probably just being honest about feelings he had kept to himself for years. He announced that he didn't believe in god and followed that up by saying, "But if there is a god and it's anything like that nasty cosmic ego in the bible, I want nothing to do with it."
That was 17 years ago, and I'm still proud of the old man.