~This is a fairly short description of my dream, sorry! Enjoy.~

I was dreaming and somehow I ended up dreaming memories of a man who was stuck in some dank place with zombies.. At some point, skeletons began walking past him and one noticed him. He realized this and tried to walk away. It ended up stabbing him in the side with a spear or javelin looking thing. He died (I think), and then the skeleton crushed his skull with its hand while he could still feel pain. (I suppose his soul was still attached to his body?) He went to my grandparents house and started saying his goodbyes and stuff as a ghost. Then, later, I started explaining what had happened in the dream to someone, stating that I had literally died in a dream. I think I was myself at that point because I was at a band thing.

11-18-16