I dreamt that I was being killed

I had the strangest dream yesterday night.
I was in a car, driving along a curve. As if in a war, a lot of people with guns were shooting at the vehicle from the roadside. Then a shotgun was pointed at my face out of nowhere, and I was getting ready to be dead. I was waiting for the bullet to penetrate my body and soul. For a split second, I wondered where will I be after that moment. I called on God, “My Lord, Jesus save me.” Then I woke up, dazed lying on the side of my bed.

Now that was scary.

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