Most of my nightmares terrify me. Usually from the inability to fight. I become completely incapacitated. If for some reason I can fight, it's against shady characters who are trying to convince me to trust them. I usually do.
Sometimes I think I might be living that nightmare now. Only now I can't just wake up to something different.
But life is fine, ya know? Nightmares end eventually. Just not usually the way we want them to.