I had a very lucid dream that I died. I dont remember much of what lead up to my death other than me and my friend were in am old pickup along with the driver, who survived. I was actually where the driver would sit and the driver was on the passenger side but he was driving.
In my dream I remember the driver had been drinking and decided to heavily speed down a street especially after he saw the police parked on the side l, leading to the truck turning over.
Next thing I know I'm at the hospital and I see a newbreak about 3 people involved in a crash, 2 of which that died and 1 survived. I didn't actually see my name or face in there but they did show the driver, some rando I've never seen before.
I get up and go down to my truck looking for my phone. I finally find it in my back pocket and there was a text in the family group chat that said "who should go through his phone" to which my mom replied that she would. I didn't feel like I was dead rather than I had just woken up from a coma as there was about a 2 year time jump from the crash until I woke up. I was going back into thr hospital when I passed this little girl that said "did you feel that? Felt like someone was just here." Then I saw my mom walking and ran up to her but before I could say anything I received a call from my buddy I was in the truck with. I told him I just woke up and what happened. He didn't say anything about us being dead but hinted at it but he described that he has to carry around his hand because that piece of shit that crashed the car made him lose his hand and that he is also the one that survived. I immediately went through my phone to see if I had any texts from my son, his mother or anyone else...only boring work texts, none of which asked where I was or mentioned me. I couldn't drive my truck as it was dead from being parked for so long. Went to go find a mirror to see myself and I couldn't. Like I was some vampire. Called my buddy back since he was the only one I could talk to and he said you can end your life as a ghost. All I had to do was wake up.
I needed to see my son before I could do that. I was feeling an existential dread knowing that I was a ghost and even more so that I couldn't find him before opting out of the ghost life. I didn't know where he was and nothing made sense in this landscape. He kept repeating "all you have to do is wake up, man. I'm going to do the same here shortly".
I opened my eyes and I was almost stiff as a board. Lucid dreaming perhaps? I'm still kind of mind fucked by this dream as I never have dreams this real and...grey? The whole dream had a color filter like that from the movie wristcutters. I think? I had to convince myself I was not a ghost as I could see myself in the mirror, felt my pulse and even had a mild panic attack while typing this out.
I did start taking magnesium before bed and maybe this would enhance my dreams from what I've read?
I don't know but what I do know is I'm alive.