I remember when I awoke, how epic the dream was. A lot happened, but all I remember now is that I had no choice but to allow myself to get killed. It was scary, but there was some arrangement by which when I die, I would be brought back to life, hopefully.

I submit by going outside, where it is dark, and I'm hit all over with something that stings my skin. It seems to be in dots, like I'm hit with individual particles from every direction. It seems like it will kill me before too long, but it seems to be taking a while.