I had a dream a few nights ago where I tried to kill myself (fitting). I'd done something to upset my whole family, and I somehow found a gun. I went into the forest behind my grandmother's house, and I was trying to find a good spot to kill myself. I found a spot, shot myself, yet somehow my mind was still alive. I was then somehow in a forest in Germany (I went there once IRL, it was breathtaking), and I was yet again, trying to find a place to kill myself. It was snowing out, and it was also Halloween. I found this old sewer tunnel in the woods, where I then shot myself in the chest. I didn't die though, and I watched as a cult entered the area I was in, and began killing these people who were also in the area. The people being attacked were able to win, and one guy in the group picked me up to carry me out, as I was still alive. I had a sudden burst of strength, and left, trying to find a place to die again, and that was where the dream ended. Super weird, kind of beautiful in a way.