Brains!

In this dream I was scared more then I have been in dreams and more convinced that it was actually real. I was in a car with people I didn’t really know; I was sitting right behind the driver. The person next to me had a huge black moustache and wore a cream colored suit. It was dark outside, everything was dark. Then I felt something jab my side. I looked to see he was sticking a gun into gut. He shot me and I felt blood, cold running from a whole in my back. He shot the driver and the front seat passenger and then got out of the car. I was suddenly in another place as it so often happens in dreams. I was lying on the floor of some sort of room and people were bending over me. I realized the only face I recognized was Arin’s a girl from my high school who I haven’t seen since. She was smiling at me kindly. I was lying on my stomach in what felt like to be a drunken daze. There was no pain from the hole in my side, but I kept very still in case any movement would hurt me. I was so aware of the blood still flowing out and dribbling down my body like a little spring. I soon realized I was going to bleed to death. But there wasn’t much I could do about it because I could hardly lift my arms and my eyes were floating around as if they were a boat on an ocean. Someone said, “we had better get her to the hospital.” Arin smiled at me and took my hand. I then remember I was lying on the floor of the emergency waiting area, there were nurses and people running around in such commotion I thought I was in the middle of a war zone, or people trying to escape some big catastrophe. Then a doctor knelt down beside me and lifted my sweater up and wiped some of the blood away that was still flowing freely. I lay very still and he lifted me up in his arms and took me to an operating room where he removed the bullet and stopped the bleeding. There was no pain only the feeling that someone was pulling my skin away from my body. Then I woke up. I couldn’t believe how detailed this dream was, it only made me all the more terrified of it. But in the dream itself I was hardly scared at all, which made me more and more frightened till i had to stop thinking about it.