I accidentally had a moth die in my bedroom recently. :( I felt/feel like a monster. It was big and pretty(ish), but...it was big enough and flew aggressively enough that I initially thought a hummingbird might have gotten in. It triggered my bug fear/fight-or-flight (I traditionally choose flight). I thought I had more time to work up the courage for the rescue mission. :(

The silver lining is another big moth got in the next night and I was fueled by guilt on an extensive 2-3 AM rescue mission that involved me turning off every light, drawing video game-like checkpoint markers with the light of my phone (just a theory I had), holding a box fan pointed at the door towards escape, etc... And it fucking WORKED. You just have to be really patient for like 20 minutes. Or 30-45. It took a bit.