This reminds me of a rather scary dream I had a month ago that woke me up.

I was walking with my mother down an urban street at night, I remember the street being wide and laid with brick and lined with older streetlights.

We were being slowly tailed by someone with his hand in their pocket, and before I knew it I was fighting this guy to protect my mother with a knife she had slipped to me earlier. He had a knife of his own and I felt the sensation of being stabbed in the eye and in the shoulder and neck before I took the guy down, but bleeding to death on the ground myself. Then I woke up.

Never had a nightmare like that and it felt so real, almost like I stepped into someone else’s life for a moment in time.