Shot in the chest

Date: 3/28/2018

I had a dream before in the same night that my mother had some incident with a woman. They had a car accident with them and I woke up forgetting part of the dream. I went back to sleep, and that’s when this dream happened. I was driving around, going to friends houses, hanging out with people, just having a fun normal life. I came home, and everything was fine. The house was a mess and I was thinking about how I was going to start cleaning. I hear something crash outside. I look out the window and see a large van that looks similar to an old VW back out from behind my truck. The woman inside looks very angry. She pulls around my vehicle, her van now pointed at the house. I thought she was just going to back out of the driveway, but instead she floored it. The van plows through the wall, showering me in glass and drywall. I instinctively run to get the rifle hanging on the wall, but I know it’s not loaded. Several people climb out of the van, I’m pushed and someone yells “he has a gun”. I rattle the bolt around, hoping to scare them into thinking I’m about to shoot. Somehow they realize I’m bluffing, and some young woman says “You’re not going to shoot us, are you?” She looks me in the eye with a kind look on her face. I shake my head timidly. She raises her arms and I hear a gunshot. Everything is slow. I watch red mist fly up from my chest. They are laughing. I slowly fall to the floor. I don’t feel any pain, but I know I’ve been shot in the heart. I clutch my chest and as soon as my body hits the ground, I wake up. I woke up gasping for air and covered in sweat.