I don't remember too many details, but I distinctly remember dying multiple times and what was killing me. I swear the thing could be an SCP. It killed me a total of 3 times. The third time I woke up in the fetal position (probably because dying is a VERY unpleasant experience.) The thing killing me was this 4 and a half foot tall, demon/goblin thing. It had skin like a wet, black, trash bag full of round stones. Its torso was almost trapezoidal in shape. Its legs were short, and its arms were long. Both pairs of limbs were relatively thin. It had no neck, it's round head simply seemed to poke out of its body. The mouth was wide, and its eyes were mat white. Not glowing, not cataracted, just white. It had pristine human teeth. I got a good look at those the third time it was killing me. Its arms had no hands, rather, there were just dull. Like the tip of a 9mm bullet. The description of the monster seems goofy in retrospect, but how it definitely felt scary when it was killing me. The way it did so was first, I was in a position where people couldn't get to me quickly. It didn't matter if they could see me, just that they couldn't help me. The thing would come from the nearest shadow and run at me too fast for me to react. This is all pretty standard monster stuff, but here is where it gets specific. It would pierce its right arm through my right lung and its left arm through my left. Then, it would lift me in the air and hold me there until, presumably, I died. The third time, I heard a voice from somewhere tell me; "It won't eat you." as it was holding me in the air, snapping its disturbingly human teeth at my feet. It seemed to be taking pleasure from the whole ordeal. Other details include: the first death being outside, at night. The second one involving a horse (somehow?). The horse looked more like a medieval painting of a horse than an actual horse. The third death being during the day, when I went into a "basement." The entrance to said "basement" being a raised grate, copper in color, and with holes large enough for the horse from earlier to watch me die, again. I don't know how dreams are to be interpreted so I couldn't tell you what any of this means to me. If you have any thoughts on this, let me know. I kind of just wanted to put this out there because I find it best to share this sort of thing with someone.