Last night, I was sleeping rather well. That was until around 4:30AM when I had this dream...
It started out as a fencing duel with someone. I have no idea who that person was or what they looked like. At any rate, I was having trouble keeping them from killing me. Then, for some reason, the dream switched and we were in some ball room that was filled with people. The people were cheering on the person I was fighting, and were actually helping him out by tripping me and whatnot.
The end of the dream was what creeped me out...
In a quick bout of victory, I jumped over to the wall, cut the rope that held the chandelier, and watched as it fell to the ground, smashing everyone in its' path (which was everyone). This wasn't your normal chandelier though. It was made up of the fan blades from a jet engine. The blades began to spin as they fell towards the ground, and they chpped everything in addition to smashing it. The problem was, I was standing too close to where the blades fell, and the left side of my body was cut off, leaving me there to bleed to death.
They say that you will never see yourself die in a dream unless you actually do die. This is only the second time I've seen this.
The first time I had a dream that I died of a massive heart attack... Turns out, the person having the heart attack wasn't me: it was my friend's dad. Not 3 days after I had that dream, her dad died of a massive heart attack. When she was ready to talk about it, she explained it... It was EXACTLY how my dream went.
So, I don't know if that truely was me in the dream last night, or if it was someone else. I don't even know if it was some sort of preminition or whatever like the other dream was. At either rate, I woke up sweating like a mad man and I had trouble geting back to sleep. I'm still a bit shaken up by it.