I can't really remember the last time I had a nightmare that woke me up. But it was almost sort of corny, it felt like a Stephen King novel

Like... "The Movers" or something
I was in my parents' van with my mom driving back to school, and suddenly the engine died, and then the van started moving backwards, like something was pushing it.
I tried putting my foot on the brake and the pedal just pushed to the floor and nothing happened, and then I tried putting the emergency brake on and that didn't stop us either. So I tried shifting into park and we kept going backwards, and people started to stare and yell at us and the van pushed through a row of parked cars and suddenly there was a cliff and I yelled that we had to jump out and the van tipped over the cliff. (yeah, I dunno where the cliff came from, nor why school looked like a golf course.. it's a dream, I don't think they're supposed to make sense)
And then I was alone and started running across the parking lot and people appeared and started walking towards me and telling me to join them and one of them was a police officer and I ran past him and grabbed his pistol from the holster and started threatening everyone with it and telling them to stay back and they kept coming towards me (I dunno, zombies maybe?

) I quickly pulled the magazine out and checked how many bullets I had and put it back in and started shooting some of them and there were so many and more kept coming and when I got to the last bullet I stuck the gun in my mouth and that's when I woke up.
I swear I wasn't reading Stephen King novels, too!
