Dream Death & PUBG

I died in my dream last night. I was playing a real life PUBG style game that kept resetting every time you’d be shot, painlessly. In one of the games I was caught in a field by this huge man dressed in a suit. He unlocked a hidden weapon (kind of like Fortnite) and we both raced over to grab it. He got there before me and aimed the weapon at my body. This was the first time I was fully conscious in the game about it restarting and my inevitable death. I asked him to aim higher so it was at my head for a quicker death, as I couldn’t remember if I would bleed out before resetting or if it was instant. Didn’t want to take any chances. He pulled the trigger and I felt my body vibrate in real life. It was somewhat centralized in my head but made the rest of my body vibrate as well. I felt my finger tips vibrate, but couldn’t move my hands. I almost felt like I was in shock, but was put back into the same game almost instantly. 

This time I kept a more lowkey profile and dove between bushes and terraces. Eventually I came across a ship that was docked and being used as a visual oddity at a rooftop tiki bar. I climbed in and found a place to hide. Soon i realized I wasn’t alone. Thankfully I had some sort of weapon in my hand that sent out a laser to scan people, and another to send an electric shock similar to a taser. As people would get closer to me I would yell out “Don’t shoot!” And would scan each of them, blinding them in the moment. It seemed like everyone in the ship was just trying to survive, not take out other opponents, so we started to band together and create a small refuge in the ship. As the game progressed we ended up needing to leave for some reason, I forget why. I remember as we exited the ship it became a free for all again, with everyone making eyes at each other. I immediately jumped into the party below the ship, as I could feel the tension rising from the residents aboard. As I’m going through the party I notice I’m being followed. I move into the kitchen and he follows, along with a woman by his side. They seemed to be on a team (or at least an alliance) for the time being. In the kitchen we lock eyes and walk around slowly. I start to remember him as someone on the ship, and I’m praying for some sort of salvation. We slowly walk past each other and he glides his knife across my neck with a smile. I playfully laugh it off and keep moving. For some reason the laser gun was replaced by a two pronged cleaver looking thing in my hand, almost like a massive cheese knife…anyway, we’re moving opposite around the center island in the kitchen and coming back towards each other once more. I realize the guy is just as scared as I am, but it was do or die for both of us. Coming back up on each other I slowly walked by again, our smiles bouncing off of each other. Then I quickly turn around and plunge my knife into his chest. He looked at me in shock, his partner screaming. I start to freak out as she’s screaming at me that I “didn’t need to do that”. As soon as I start to apologize we’re pushed into a room with about 20 other people all celebrating. We were told we won the round and that all the bosses were eliminated. I was so confused as I thought only 1 person could win. I remember apologizing profusely and not knowing what to do. Then the dream switched and I was coming off of a train holding gear with a team around me. I couldn’t tell if this was part of the dream (like a homecoming?) or something completely new.