An interesting dream I had a few months ago. Details are foggy, but I'll do my best to remember.
I was in a place I had never seen before, it was a town that had a "European" look to it, and it was seemingly during winter, with icy cold weather and snow covering the houses. I'm not sure why I was here in the dream, but for whatever reason, I had found myself in this unfamiliar place.
I had made good friends with the locals, and the small town had grown to trust me quite a bit despite my small time there. This is where the details become more foggy, I'm not entirely sure what course of actions led to this, but I had somehow infected the town with a type of flesh eating disease, almost a "zombie" disease if you will, but it didn't cause violence or bloodthirst, just rotting of their body essentially. Despite this (whether due to blind trust or simply not knowing I had caused this) the people in the town still had an undying trust of me (almost comparable to that of a cult).
Whatever happened next led to me (whether intentionally or simply due to misunderstanding) led to me somehow convincing the town to perform a mass suicide by jumping out of a nearby building.
I vaguely remember someone managing to find a cure either right before or during the mass suicide, right before waking up.
This dream was nonsensical but also strange to me, normally I'd just ignore it and move on, but for whatever reason it keeps coming back into my mind. I guess I'm just hoping for some form of insight or something.