This one actually haunts me a bit and I'm sorry I share it in detail but it felt so real and I feel the need to get it off my chest. When I was enrolled at folk high school back in 2013-2014, I dreamt about my roomie, who was an exchange student from Moscow. As he headed home during autumn break - I suddenly had a dream about him (the first, and so far only).

I was watching a fresh dashcam video shot somewhere in sunny LA - for that reason the camera car remains unknown - but lets just say it was a Corolla. The Corolla approaches a stop sign in a one-way street, and we can hear the occupants exchanging words - I don't remember what they said, but whom I assumed was the driver sounded like a young female with an Asian accent and the other guy had a light Eastern European accent. Suddenly, a grey Chevrolet Cruze makes a quick and decisive turn from the left, crashing head on with the Corolla - it can't have been driving faster than 20 kph, but for some reason the male occupant immediately begins moaning in pain, then the tape cuts. It was only then that I thought the moaning sounded like that of my roomie - only more intense. But I wrote it off at first as a coincidence.

In the video description, it stated that the female driver survived although being in shock, while the male occupant had died before ER could assist him - which I found odd, as it appeared to me as just an everyday fender-bender, seen in thousands of dashcam videos before. Brushing it off, I went to sleep. Then I wake up because I needed to check if it really was my roomie whose life had been claimed in the accident. As I look for my phone, I realised it was just a dream.