Every dream I have recently seems to be about death. My mum, sister and Andy have all died in my dreams within a week
In last nights dream myself and a man I don't recognise arrived at a farm miles away from any civilisation, I was in a sandy brown uniform and I had a gun in my pocket. When we pulled up to the house a lady and two young children, a boy and a girl, started running from me so I took out the gun and repeatedly shot the two children in the head, leading them to both tumble into a ditch. The lady, who I'm presuming was their mom, jumped into the ditch and fell to her knees crying. I secretly took the remaining bullets out of my gun and held it to her head, threatening to pull the trigger. She was begging and pleading for me not to shoot and I was laughing hysterically whilst the children I'd killed were bleeding at my feet.
Woke up gasping for breath and close to crying soon after.