The Boy of My Dreams Is Giving Me Nightmares

Alcohol gives you nightmares. I woke up straight away. It was set in a time when mysterious Arabic men invaded our city and took us as slaves. These men were sourcerers (the alchemist style) and we were scared as to what they would do to us if we disobeyed. They look girls and young women away and they were never to be seen. The men were forced to work. There were hierarchies of slaves. The more trustworthy of slaves were the boss of tue other ones. One of the boss slaves was in charge of me. He looked different to everyone else. He had blue eyes, pale slightly freckled skin, and light hair. He led me to a room and told me to put this underwear on. There were buckets of fresh underwear, diffrent sizes with the tags still attached from wherever they came from. I told the guy, you must have to do this a lot. He didnt say anything bc by now he had been desensitised. But his eyes said he was still human. I fell over bc I was dizzy and gripped the walls on the way down. He became suspicious wherever I touched to see if I was planting bombs on the walls. I told him, don't worry, don't worry, I didn't do anything. I was surprised that he trusted me buy not checking. Next scene, I saw mum, a nurse in real life and now in this dream, trying to revive him with an oxygen mask on his face and him barely breathing. I knelt at his side and held the oxygen bag upright so the flow went straight to his lungs. He turned his eyes to me and I could see the bright blue glow. He struggled as he motioned to hold my hand, which I did. I thought he was making it. He raised his upper body to move his face to mine which at the time I didn't know why. He started choking and dying. I grabbed him by the shoulders and yelled BREATHE!!! He looked me dead straight into the eye Nd took the biggest breath he could... but the sourcerers fasted a spell and his body turned into dust. the force he use to breathe in, the force that I urged him to use, worked against him as the dust was sucked back into his mouth and eye holes. This is some Mummy Returns shit. I saw .082 secs of agony in the facial structure evident through the dust just before it collected into a meaningless pile. Why did I tell him to breathe???? If he was going to listen to me then I should have told him to LIVE. It was my fault. I was heart broken. Anio, mum and I screamed at the same time.