Weird dreams

I died in my dream... this isn't the first time, but it was definitely the most vivid. Walking down a beach in Mexico, I found my family and strangers pointing up at the sky at flights of planes flying in straight lines through banks of clouds, but that wasn't what the were pointing at, they were pointing at two black dots moving swiftly through the atmosphere. As they came closer, they looked like huge black combs, obviously alien aircraft.

Now I remember, thinking in the dream, "I have seen way too many alien movies, and very rarely do flights of aliens come in on peaceful missions" so I grabbed my sister and started running away from the beach. I saw over my shoulder the ship land in the beach and people start to approach it, so I ran even faster. Far in the background I could hear sounds like those of phasers on Star Trek in the distance, so I knew shit was going down, I picked up my sister and ran even faster.

All of a sudden I knew things were turning worse, because people started screaming and running in the same direction as me, luckily I was ahead of them, but I think I may have accidently dropped my sister and kept on going, I'm not sure about this part, but I know I didn't stop. Just when I thought I might have outrun the fire turning the landscape a fiery smoky red, I saw the ground erupt around me, and I felt my last thoughts burn up with me as I died.

Then I was floating, in a reddish-whitish-black netherworld...with no substance and nothing around me.

I woke up, and fell back asleep, and was still floating in this ether, but only being half asleep by this point, it was weird because I felt a strange pressure on both sides of my ribs, pressing firmly down. Firmly enough that I woke myself up to end it, and when I fell back asleep it began again, continuing for an undetermined amount of time.

The craziest thing was, I had the dream over again after I finally left the ether (I decided to wake up for awhile and debated what it would be like to die rather than lay there and feel like I was dead). This second time I had prescience and knew what was going to happen, so I took a tank of air and dove to the bottom of a pond when the world decided to burn up.... This changed the entire rest of the dream when I finally surfaced again....

This was definitely a crazy night of dreams