Is it normal users! What did you dream about last night?

I was on a train, a dark train in a never ending tunnel, so it was gloomy. All of the people on the train started to flicker for a second.
A familiar voice (my voice, but with a different tone. Familiar because I often have dreams involving another me with this voice), telling me that I was on a train of the dead. They weren't actually people, they were dead, they were ghosts, victims of murders.
They were on their way to the afterlife to be judged, and the voice said that we (always refers to my body as we in dreams) are not ready, and we choose our time to be judged. He told me that the only way to get off the train is if we re-kill (reenact) their murders, killing them a second time. That he (the voice) wasn't going to let us end yet (die). That I do it or he does it.
So, I do it.
I have to reenact all the murders the ghosts of murder went through that got them on the dark, gloomy train.
Every time I re-killed them, a small light would flicker very quickly alongside my heartbeat.

The murders I had to do, some were brutal, sadistic, gory, and one involved a rape, and all of them screamed. Kind of felt that no matter how many flickers of light I got from each kill, their screams blocked out the flickers of light.

At the end, I was standing around bloody bodies in a dark train. The train stopped moving slowly, and a small light was on the bus. Then I seen the "Other me" (again, tends to be in a few of my dreams) slowly walking. Each step made the light behind him disappear, going alongside the clicking sound of his shows hitting the ground. He was smiling, but not in a positive way.
As always, I got petrified (when he is in my dreams I tend to be in a severe fearing state), and I fell back on the ground while he kept walking.
The train was all blacked out (no light) except for the one bit above us, and he leaned down saying "best wake up. End of the trail".

He started walking away, and all I could hear was the clicking of his shoes and his giggling/chuckling, because the train was all black. Then seen a bit of light because the sun was rising, but before it got light enough to see everything, I woke up.

It was one of those dreams that seem too realistic to forget, and unfortunately, these dreams tend to involve that "other me", which makes me feel scared in the dream, which feels too realistic. The feeling I have in those dreams like that, it makes me feel like my bones are going to tear out of my flesh, and then when I wake up, I still feel that way for five minutes.

Dreams can be annoying little things.