Not to overshadow, but I can relate.
I ended up calling them night terrors because I'd have one, wake up and not be able to sleep for the rest of the night. Sometimes I wouldn't be able to move for hours, but it seems mine are much farther apart.
Mostly mine are about my family members dying (In disgusting ways that I care not to explain) or my boyfriend. Half the time I would creep into their rooms to check that they were still alive.
An extremely vivid one was something like the final scene of 'Hunger Games' except that I was being hunted by dogs, I had nothing but my friend's pocket knife, and my father laughed at me as the dogs... ya know...
But anyway Sorry I can't help you ):