Well, let's see, this will be kind of hard to describe since people won't really know where I'm talking about, but let's give it a shot.
I had a dream where my dad and I were driving home on our road (which is gravel) when we got to a big dip/turn (really hard to describe, but use your imagination). Well, instead of turning and staying on the road, the van that we were in lost it's traction or hold or whatever it had on the road and rolled down the hill behind the dip/turn backwards.
When we got to the bottom, instead of actually being at the bottom of the place in reality, it had changed into a quicksand/swamp pit. A forest was behind the pit, and a house was to the right.
Well, suddenly my friend appeared (I'm going to call her Kristin, just for any weirdos out there that might end up reading this), along with another friend Cortney. Our van was pulled into the quicksand pit (my dad and I had jumped out while it was rolling down the hill). Well, Kristin jumped in after it for some reason, and, well, then I guess she drowned. Then another friend, Lily, came running from the house and she was all excited because...uh, I forgot why she was excited. I think it was because she'd been asked out or something. Well, then I had to quietly tell her that Kristin had died. And that's when I woke up.
I have such odd dreams sometimes...