So I had a dream last night. Me and some others were in a car driving around, not sure who it was or what kind of car. I think we were some sort of like ghetto kids. There were public housing buildings around and i remember a lot of "gangster" looking people. But we stopped at a gas station and something happens where we get into a fight with a group of other guys. One pulls a gun and starts unloading, everyone runs including me and I try to jump in the car to take cover. I'm hit, one skims my head the other to my right hip. And then it gets weird. At first I didn't want to get shot, then I got hit and played dead so I wouldn't get shot again. But, then I thought to myself, I actually want to die, so I start moving and getting up hoping he would kill me. That was scary. Not sure what happens but eventually I'm conscious but can't see and my friends are all around me trying to help me, then a second later everyone's just gone. Everyone. More happens but it's not important at all. I'm scared, why did I want to die?