I've had many dreams in which I can't move, or I'm moving too slowly, to get away from something. I suffered an abusive childhood and I would just freeze up in terror, so I think these dreams relate to that, like a deer in the headlights.

I've been stabbed in a dream, but never shot. It was a dark alley and a man stepped up behind me and dug a knife between my ribs. That's all I remember of that dream.

I've died in thousands of dreams. Too many to count...sometimes because I wanted to die, sometimes because I was killed.