Dream State.

Wesley died in my dream last night.

Before they could get to killing Clare I woke up. I reached over and woke Mario up. I said, "Wesley died in my dream. Go see if Wesley is breathing." He got out of bed and went into Wesley's room. A few minutes later he returned and reported that Wesley was fine.

The dream was strange. Something about Mario, federal agents, a grocery store, electronic sensors, bad guys, and a decision to kill our family. They killed Wesley first by giving him some kind of injections and I had to hold him as he died. When he was dead they were moving on to Clare, then me, and then Mario. I guess it was a nicer way to kill a family rather than using more violent methods like guns.

I had a hard time falling asleep afterwards. The idea that you are supposed to wake up before dying in a dream or else you are actually going to die lingered in my mind. I guess it doesn't apply to your children. Watching them die in dreams unnerves me more than the idea of dreaming my own death.