What are number dreams about?

Nervous to fall asleep again tonight.

The dream started innnocently enough, the details are vague, but at some point I started getting calls on my cell phone from a number listed as "Bad Man, Do Not Answer". This person was blowing up my phone and sending me thretening messages, so much so that I moved to another country to get away. They messaged me angry that I was avoiding them, and asked where I was, then told me they found me and were on their way. Then they linked a video to my discord, and I started watching, and once I did I couldnt stop watching no matter where I looked. The video was from what seemed to be a drone's perspective, following a strange man running through the country side, unnaturally fast, wearing like a green leotard, like one of those greenscreen suits. He ran until he came upon a tunnel, and he kept running until he came across another person. He then violently murdered that person, smashing their face into the side of the tunnel wall, before looking into the camera with empy eye sockets.

Thats where I woke up from the sounds of my own screams. Spooky stuff.

For the last 8 years of my life I have had the exact same nightmare once every year. Doesn't matter what time of the year but only once in that year and it's really creepy. The nightmare goes like this and every time there's a slight change. I'll mention the most notable ones but they always start and end the same way: the in between is also extremely similar with maybe one or two changes.

1. It always starts off with me opening my eyes in a black room and then it shifts into third person in a black and white city and I'm on a roof
2. I start jumping from roof to roof and I'm always screaming to see *someone*. I don't know who.
3. I get in some sort of vehicle with a faceless person (the person I was looking for) and we just kinda teleport to some stall selling coloured oranges because everything else is black and white and the person with me begins to develop the face of someone from my family. Then they pick up an orange and get poisoned by it and die
4. I wake up in a coloured city this time and then I get teleported into the same black room I was in before but this time there's floating numbers. I reach the numbers 100 and then I just die. Flat out die just like that.

Then I always wake up and I always instinctively walk out of my bedroom. Always the same. The only difference is the person who gets 'poisoned'. What the hell does this mean? I'm not scared of the dream anymore since I've become aware of it but it just creeps me out.

So I'm using a throwaway account for very obvious reasons. And also this happened a couple years back.

I'm a 21 yo girl and my bro is 2 years younger than me. We are very close and always have been. We go on vacations together just the two of us and generally are very open with each other about anything. I'd call him one of my best friends and I'm sure he'd do the same. We even have matching sibling tattoos.

Now in the dream we were having this really low key situation where we'd occasionally hook up from time to time. Everytime we did it, I was really annoyed with him and at numerous occasions even got mad at him. I never felt turned on for a second. The dream ended by me finding out he didn't use a condom and I got so mad that we agreed to just not do this ever again.

The dream, or anything like it never happened again since but this has disturbed me for a number of years now. I do not - in any way whatsoever - think of him in a sexual kinda way. I'm a lesbian and we both know that. I have since accepted that my subconcious mind was probably going through some emotions related to him that night (maybe we had a fight or something like that, I really don't remember) and that's why this horrible image was created but now that I've found this sub I'd like some insight into what you think caused it (and maybe any tips on how to avoid this happening ever again).

Cheers guys!

I had a dream the other day that I was in Japan and didn’t have a phone. I couldn’t find my friend (not sure who it was). It was getting dark so I was trying to find someone who spoke English to let me use their phone. I was wandering around and saw a Rosicrucian temple and went inside to use the phone. In my pocket I had a phone number written on a piece of paper. Then I woke up. I vividly remembered the number and a lot of details from this dream and something told me to text it in waking life. I said “hey” and they asked “who is this?” I explained that I had a dream where I was trying to call this number. They told me that they where just reading about lucid dreaming as they received the text.

What do you think the significance of this is?

it begins like that: i was playing games at midnight until someone called me at the phone, it was a girl who asked for help and wanted to meet me at my garden, without thinking, i jumped off the window and landed on the grass, she was there, kinda looked like an astronaut, she had my same age... but she had no body, there wasnt a face behind the helmet, She was just the suit itself... i feel like she looked cute trough... she talked me about a big journey she had to make the next day to another world, she told me that the route was dark and she was afraid of "creatures", she wanted to bring me with her, "to have someone to hug when im scared" she said, i accepted, she gave me her number, and we talked all the night at the phone, she was very shy and didnt want to sleep with me because she was afraid of my drunk parents, i told her i could give her everything i have to make her happy, i could hug her whenever she wanted, i could sacrifice myself for her, and other sweet things i dont remember, and then she said, " [my name] , im in love with you", then i said i wanted to meet and talk at my garden, she told me that she was running thoward my house, i sit on a bench outside and waited for hours, then i saw her, she was running on the street, i screamed to come there and then something horrible happended, she had been run over by a car, and then, i woke up. I felt lonely and guilty for the rest of the day... life sucks.