This happened to me a few years ago, and I've been trying to place meaning to it. Just a normal everyday night, nothing out of the ordinary for me. I worked that day, got home at a decent time, fixed dinner and then got ready to go to bed. After I fell asleep is when I had a series of dreams that were the most vivid dreams I've ever had to this date. Though I don't remember the specifics of the second dream I can clearly remember both the first and second. And these dreams happened one right after another, like I would wake and I'd be in the next dream.
The first dream I found myself holding some woman's hand as she was fleeing a group of men that looked like they wanted capture her. We weaved between streets to streets, ducking in alleys and hiding where we could. What my ultimate purpose was I don't know other then she needed help. So I kept holding her hand as we ran down alleys until we hit a dead end. I remember feeling a sharp pain in me chest and then falling. I saw her face looking down at me and then me rising above the woman and the closely approaching men. It then faded to black.
I opened my eyes and I was somewhere else, not in a city not with the woman either. The dream is hazy for some reason possibly because I did not have a transition like the first dream. It was violent and sudden, while I think I just fell asleep in the second one.
The third one then I awoke to driving a vehicle. I thought "ok I guess I'm driving", but it was no where near the car I drive and the face looking back at me in the mirror was not mine either. I noticed that there was something wrong with the windshield as it was fogging up very fast. I used my hand to wipe the condensation away from the glass and saw what looked to be a train about 10 ft ahead of me, horizontally moving past at great speeds. My natural reaction was to use the brake and brace for impact as even though the brake would be depressed 10ft isn't much braking room. I was prepared to feel the shock of the hit but it was like nothing, then I noticed it was pitch black all around me. I started hearing a grinding and cutting noise above me and some soft voices. For some weird reason unknown to me, I decided to speak out by saying "I'm in here". The bad thing about it was my voice was a very watery sounding voice and felt like I had liquid in my throat.
At that point I felt myself float up and saw the wreckage. There was a team of emergency people using saws to cut the wreckage open to get whoever out. I looked at the car and it bore no resemblance to my car at the time.
Many people thought it might of been a past life that I've had. I know it can't be, because the clothing the type of car and music was from that time period. My only other explanation is hard to swallow but its all I can rationalize it to be. Dream walking, is a state where two people are aligned so much in their subconscious state that their subconscious is tricked into inhabiting the other persons shell.
While I doubt it's possible to do for long periods of time, little segments can happen and do. The shock of the accidents is what drew me out of them and back into another form. I have had some other interesting dreams that I feel were psychic, but I'll wait for another time to talk about that.