Gush

Nightmare.. dreamt my husband and I were driving around cranberry marshes. Except the road was really messed up and had a bunch of stuff all over it. At one point even a broken down car that the husband had to drive over. Anyways we are curving around a road and I see movement in back and turn my head to see a tween-ager. I jump a little and the boy grabs a gun out from his pocket and tells us he wants our car and we're willing but he still aims the gun at us and my husband grabs at it and wrestles with the boy behind him and the boy gets shot on the neck. Blood starts pouring out and I rush over to try to stop the bleeding (ughggh I now know why I dreamt this but will remind myself after).  Can not get the bleeding to stop. I see someone walk behind a house so I tell my husband to stop there. For some reason it must be a hospital or police station because a few doctors come out and a few police officers. The boy is obviously dead, and I'm crying. The doctor takes me to the side and keeps asking ridiculous questions that point the finger at us and not the boy. He seems to think we just randomly shot him and the boy wasn't the bad guy. I'm bawling as I answer these questions, at one point the doctor even says "would you rather murder, commit suicide, or (can't remember the other choice)" and I cried "at this point, I'd rather kill myself." 

Woke up eventually. Anyways to remind myself: I dreamt that because last night I was setting something on the washer and it clipped a pipe and broke it. Water came gushing out and I couldn't stop it. It was coming out sooooo fast and so much. Soaked to the core, thankfully cold water, and called my husband. He had to explain to me how to turn off the water downstairs. Once I shut that off, I had to squeegee an inch or two of water in the kitchen, laundry, and bathroom into the basement (dirt floor, so fuck it). I remember after getting everything cleaned up, husband fixing pipe, I remember sitting down, drained, and dreading what I'll be dreaming about that night.