Ok. This happened when I was 17. It started off in my house, and my mom and I noticed a red car parked in our driveway. We go down to inspect it, and after a while she says "well, if we cant find the owner, then I guess you can have it." (Because dream logic).

So, I'm driving around, enjoying myself when Out of the corner of my eye I see that there's someone in the passenger seat. I glance over, and see it's an old man. He was sitting turned away slightly with his head leaning on the window. I couldnt see his face, but I felt a sense of dread come over me. My foot felt heavy on the peddle, and I couldnt stop. Clouds started forming above, leading into a lite rain.

All of a sudden, in a calm soft tone I hear.."Do you know why there are so many car crashes when it rains?.." I'm freaking out more, trying to pull my foot off the peddle steer to avoid things. The rain picked up, hammering against the car and windshield. The old man's body stay where it was but his head rolled back from his right shoulder to his left. A series of cracking noises were heard as his head turned, until I saw him looking staright at me. His face was pale and clammy. His eyes were black, but piercing. He breathed with a sort of raspy congested sound.

"IT'S BECAUSE OF ME!" He shouted, his voice became much deeper, and it sounded as if he had two voices. Both were deep but one was deeper. Everything around the car darkened as it rained now. I couldnt see where I was going. "I TAKE WHAT'S MINE, AND NOW I'M TAKING YOU!" I looked straight ahead to see the approaching guard rail. The car slammed right through it, and as the car crashed along the rocks, he laughed a deep booming laugh.

I then woke up, falling out of my bed.

I am a very vivid dreamer and always wrote them down afterwards. I have years of crazy dreams/nightmares if you want to hear more.