I'll obscure a couple of personal details - the circumstances of the event are tragic. It's my intention to record an instance of this phenomena rather than upset anyone who knew the deceased.
A few years ago, I had a job making deliveries in the evenings for a local supermarket. I'd begin my shift around 17. 00 and often be finished by 22.00. One evening I followed this routine and was back at home by around 22.30. Being quite physical work, I quickly kicked-off my shoes and lay down on (rather than in) my bed.
I began to dream. The dreaming was abstract and disjointed. I was somewhere, in some kind of situation that I didn't understand/recognize. Finding myself either standing or squatting, I turned my body and with shock and awe found myself in the path of a large vehicle, its front-end a split-second away from striking my body. With massive, kinetic energy it smashed into me and I experienced the realization that this was the last moment of my life.
I awoke with a start and a scream. With relief I registered that I had been dreaming. Someone in the next room came to my bedroom door and asked if I was ok. I felt a bit embarrassed and answered I was fine, must be dreaming. I quickly fell back to sleep for a couple of hours.
Three weeks later, I traveled to another country in Europe - to a city I had previously lived in. I had found a room to rent there and was attempting to resettle. One evening I had contacted my ex-partner who lived in a district close-by and I was invited over to the flat we used to share together.
We sat in the lounge, drinking a beer and chatting together. I asked about her family and friends. My ex informed me that ****** had been tragically killed two weeks previously at around 12'oclock (midnight CET - which is one hour ahead of UK time). The deceased and another friend had been on a railway line locally, taking photos for a creative project and the deceased had been hit by a train - killed instantly. The companion was unharmed but obviously very traumatized.
The time and date of death corresponds with the moment of my dream communication. The person killed was someone I had met once or twice, and they had invited me to social events of their peer group. I had met this person through their close friendship with my ex-partner.
To my knowledge, this is the second time I have experienced this type of traumatic communication via the state of sleep. The previous instance was much longer ago, in 1990. It was also long distance.
When I next have a moment to write about it, I will do so here.