As the title says, I died in a dream. This happened back when I was in my twenties, I believe. It happened in a recurring dream I’ve been having. So let me paint the picture. In this dream, I’m at the house I grew up in and I am being chased, but it’s more like being hunted by a military-type group. They have on all the gear you could imagine a special force team would carry. They have assault weapons aimed at me, shooting at me, with the purpose to kill me. I don’t remember if I had any weapons, I don’t believe I did, I don’t think I’ve ever used a weapon in any of my dreams. Why exactly I was being chased, I have no idea…