Dream of

My dream starts outside, laying on a stone table with a tree to my left, a blood color sunrise behind me, and my sister watching me on the table. The sun does not move for the entire dream, yet it gets darker. I cannot move on the stone table, and suddenly I see a hooded figure in a black cloak approach me. My perspective changes so I am looking down on myself, but I can see inside of my body like an anatomy book. As the figure continues to walk around me, my left rib suddenly contracts immensely, and it seems like something has crushed my ribcage. I begin to breathe shallower and shallower every minute, and I die.