Real life nightmare, I agree with one other person that posted here; "being pulled over for a minor traffice violation and some officer spots my CCW and shoots me dead before asking questions."
Actual nightmares,
1. This one happened around the time I first purchased a hangun for CCW, a .45 caliber too. I am in a parking lot in a gunfight with a tall lady dressed in pale white, I can hear her bullets zipping past my head, I am filled with dread and terror. As I come to my senses and begin to return fire, the gun fires, the bullets hit the target, I can see the bullets like they were all tracer rounds, but this Banshee just hollers and laughs at me. I wake up as this Banshee is bearing down on me for the final kill after I ran dry on ammo.
2. I'm suddenly in the military, my D.I. goes insane and forces me into a car as we hit a suburban neighborhood with assualt rifles and standard issue 1911's. I finally am able to get out of the car, the D.I was driving, and run for my life. This crazy fellow starts chasing me in the car. I find cover on a raised porch and begin firing at the car, aiming for the D.I. through the windshield. I know I don't have a pray at actually hitting my target as I dodge the speeding car, but I keep firing until I am on my 3rd and final mag. Then the D.I. traps me in a corner and barrels straight at me, I fire dead ahead into the winshield, until finally I have to jump on the hood and fire directly into the winshield. The D.I. laughs and falls bullet riddled out of the car, and say something like, "that is the kind of soldier I am looking for, now get me to the hospital." Then as I am driving the car I have just made to resemble swiss-cheese, the police spot us and sensing something wrong give chase, and I am trying to figure out how I am going to explain all the holes in my D.I. that were made with my gun. Finally the police have us cornered in a cul-de-sac across from a hole in the wall doctor's office. Then I wake up.
BTW, I have never served in the military, so the added horror of beginning the dream in boot-camp would have been enough.
Keep on hitting the Bull's-eye,
DaHaMac