The stare was an expectation that you need to make a move one way or the other. And he is you, never forget that...

I really don't like to throw the word "prophetic" around that much. It's one thing I agree with the Catholic church on (much like their rules and definitions on posession and exorcism). Remembering dreams isn't typically what sets either type of "prophetic dream" apart as much as its -vividness-. When the details are crisper, and every little thing jumps at you. The interesting thing is that the personal epiphany dreams, where your subconscious is trying to guide you, happens with every dream. Every. The difference is that we are not always open to hearing the message. (I'll give a little antecdote following). "True prophetic" dreams are typically ones where you -know- in the dream that it has -nothing- to do with you, and you typically also know who is behind the message you are recieving and what it's for. True prophecy aside, when we are scared, there is a second factor to add to the heightened awareness that Shay points out - that other factor is known as "projection". It's the rising of our shadow self in our subconscious. Everything you don't like in other people in the waking world can be linked to projection, as the term illustrates us seeing what we dislike of ourselves in others. We get mad at the jerk because we hate the jerk within ourselves. That jerk within ourselves shows up as creepy or frightening in our dreams. But Jung (my favorite of all the analysts) tells us that the goal in all dreams is to accept and assimilate the shadow self, along with all the other parts of ourself, into one whole being.

And now that I've gone all boring with terminology, on with the anticdote of my own epiphany...

--Preliminary Info/Backstory-
I was in love with a woman that lived across the country form myself. I went to visit her (and I had planned on proposing). It was Christmas. It was a bad visit. She broke my heart and had gotten engaged to someone else without telling me. Bad times. I held on to this pain for years. The epiphony dream I had happened somewhere around 5 years after the breakup occurred. I was long since married to someone else (that person would be MandaMay)...

--The Dream--
My wife and I were at my ex gf's house with ehr and her husband. Everyone was running around having fun hanging out, eating food, generally having a good time. Except me. I was moping about, constantly crying. I went the whole day like this, until it got time to leave the house, and I realized (as I was waking up) that I had gone this whole time crying about and everyone else got to enjoy themselves but me.

When I woke up, the weight of the pain from that breakup had lifted and I was freed from the despair I carried with me. The details of that dream are still vivid in my mind.