"I was being chased through the woods. I ended up on the side of the road but trees were covering the sides so thickly I couldn’t get onto the middle of the road so I continued running away down the shoulder and navigating my way through the trees."

"to start, my dream began with me being in a remote location where there was no light pollution or anything and I was surrounded by forest. I remember looking up at the moon in admiration and specifically thinking how detailed and bright and beautiful it looked in that moment. Then suddenly, the moon started to explode and screaming from people around me began (no clue who it was as I didn’t see anyone only heard them). I remember being mesmerized by the whole thing and I wasn’t scared but accepting that death was surely to follow. I watched the moon break apart slowly and as it crashed to earth I closed my eyes and waited for the explosion. When my eyes were closed my dream went from dark to super bright and I could feel the heat from the explosion. I knew I was transitioning from life to death but I felt no pain or panic just peace as I felt the heat and light taking me. After the explosion I woke up in what I assume was the afterlife. There were a lot of other people there and it was set up as a system of rooms and hallways. Some rooms had a lot of people in them, some had none. Some rooms were brightly lit and some were dark with no lights at all. I remember going to one room where it was set up almost like a movie theatre and other people were sitting and watching the screen but it was black with nothing on it. I didn’t stay and I kept navigating the hallways. I eventually came to this dark hallway that had an ominous feeling to it but I was drawn to it and it was as if I knew that was the direction I needed to go. I felt scared but also I knew it would be okay? I’m not sure how to explain it. I imagine it as the same feeling you’d get when you’re about to jump out of an airplane and skydive for the first time. I don’t remember much after I got to that specific hallway and I woke up shortly after. The whole thing felt very real and had me shaken up when I woke up."

"I was being chased through a dark forest by a shadowy figure. Every tree I hid behind, the figure appeared closer. Then I was in my childhood home, furniture floating. My dead grandmother handed me a broken mirror. My reflection was crying but I felt calm. She spoke but I could not hear. I woke up disturbed."