[M00N66]

Something weird happened in my case. I dreamt that I was dead. As in, a ghost. It wasn't just me who was having a dream about my death. 2 of my friends recall me dying. One dreamt that I was shot, and the other dreamt of being at my viewing, with the family members of mine they know of berate them the entire time.

A few weeks later I bought a skateboard which isn't unusual in the hood...mine, at least. Then one night on my way home, a black Chevy Monte Carlo pulled up, and I saw the driver shut off his headlights and pull out his gun. He realized I wasn't the guy he was looking for, and turned around.

Yoo that's trippy! Also lowkey terrifying. I've never had a gun pointed at me let alone dreams predicting an alternate path of reality. Lmao thats some crazy stuff!