For context, I live in Australia where it's 2.15am.
I went to bed after a nice day. DH and I had been shopping this evening and had a nice time. No alcohol or drugs...we don't do either.
Kids were ok...gone to bed well.
Went to sleep at normal time, had a mad dream where I was performing in a play with people I've never met before...I even remembered the weird song we sang when I first woke up.
At the end of the play, I went outside and it was a back garden with a rushing, deep stream at the back. The water was sort of coming under the garden and then sucking back out into the stream. I stepped down the embankment and put my wellie into the water and then kept stepping.
And it was much deeper than I realised and I was suddenly underwater and going down...was TERRIBLE as I'm a bad swimmer.
I woke up at the moment I thought I'd die and I was struggling to breathe with a terrible weight on my chest.
My heart actually hurt a bit and it took a good while to calm down.
I'm not overweight or asthmatic...no history of breathing issues. Now I am paranoid someone I love is dead or dying!