Weird prison then death

Date: 4/11/2019

So I don’t remember too much of this dream so the details will be weird. First, Joan of Arc was me. I wasn’t wearing armor but a simple shirt and pants. I had a weird relationship with either the prison warden or a guard where they seemed to care what would happen to me since we both knew I was going to die in the very near future. So she showed me around the prison so I can see my comrades. This prison was a mix of the underground terminator genisis underground place where John Connor and the guy from avatar are trying to rescue Kyle Reese and Dracula’s castle from hugh Jackman’s van helsing. The rest of the guards were even Dracula’s little helpers from that movie. The guard with me was the only human that was free to walk around. They had very curly dirty blonde hair but I recall no facial features. So this prison also had no cells. My comrades were in various bizarre contraptions and tied down and most were being tortured for no discernible reason to me in the dream. The guard just calmly walked me around and I seemed to have an air of acceptance of my fate since I felt no strong emotions to these people that were my friends in the dream. My friends in the dream were all unrecognizable to me except that one of them was Whoopi Goldberg. She was my mentor but I know no other reason or thing about why she was there with us all too. After seeing everyone I fought with but being unable to talk with them as I was merely an observer to the misery, the guard turned to me and said,” you know how you are going to die right?”. Without missing a beat I responded,”in a horrifying, gruesome manner that at a minimum will take hours but will most likely last days”. The entire dream thus far there is screaming in the background too. So I then die but never see how. Then It goes somewhat cinematic on me where a whole new place pops up. It is clearly a basketball court. It pans over the whole team and we are all happy and I see my two blonde friends, Whoopi Goldberg my mentor is now the coach and you see the faces of this entire basketball team who are my Joan of Arc comrades. The last person you see on the team is me wearing sunglasses and being pat on the back by coach or Whoopi Goldberg and then the dream freezes on me smiling and that’s the end of it. The interesting part is I knew this was a reincarnation but I was never told it was. I was also never called by Joan of arc. Nobody ever said my name the whole time. For reincarnation, I was on a wheel, it went dark for two seconds or so then everyone is free and happy playing on a basketball team. That’s all I got for this one