I almost found out what happens when you die in a dream.

Myself and a couple of friends were walking through the woods, up a driveway to a party out in the country. We heard sounds, but couldn't place them at first. Then I realized...they were gunshots! Coming at us from the trees. They seemed to be coming from all directions.

RUN!!!!

We ran up the driveway and made it into the house.

Phew.

The three of us found ourselves leaning up against the wall in a hallway. There were more people in the house. More party-goers, I assumed. Bullets were flying through windows, and lodging themselves into the walls. Thankfully, a person hadn't been hit,...yet. I knew they were just going to close in on us if we didn't do something. By running here for safety, we were now trapped in the house. I convinced a few friends, but not the ones I arrived with (they refused), to make a run for it with me. There was a car in the driveway. If we could just make it to the car, we could drive outta there.

And we did make it.

Phew.

I sat in the front passenger seat, catching my breath. My two accomplices sat behind me, and beside me in the driver's seat. After a few deep breaths, I reached out to close my door; we were almost in the clear. When my hand touches the handle, someone touches my hand. I look up.

Oh, it's you. But I thought you didn't want to...Oh!

It was JCS. In the house, he said it would be a bad idea to run to the car. I first thought he had changed his mind, until I saw the gun. A quick glance to the left, and my driver was also pointing a gun at me. In an instant, two bullets travel through my skull.

I collapse to the right. Still in the seat, but hanging out of the car. My eyes are open, and I can see the blood pouring out onto the driveway. My heart pounds in fear, but I don't move. My assailants leave me for dead.

A quick thought passes through my mind, and it's terrifying.

I guess I get to find out if you die for real in a dream.

That thought may be what saved my life. I instantly remembered that this wasn't real.

My body filled with consciousness. Quickly, I sat up, pulled the door shut, and slid into the driver's seat. The slamming door caught the attention of the bad guys. "SHE CAN'T STILL BE ALIVE!!" I managed to start the car, and drive away, dizzy and swerving. "Just let her go. She's going to try to make it to _____'s house, thinking he can save her, but she won't make it. She'll pass out from blood loss on the way.

I woke up as I turned the corner to safety.