I think I'm losing my own identity...

Last night I had this confusing and weird dream... 

I was walking on the street at night. It was 3:33am. I actually stopped walking to look at the watch and when I raised my head forward, there was no road, no buildings, no stars, not even the sky. I realized that the concept of space had completely vanished. I looked back and behind me was a black cloud with tones of gray, turning everything black around it and coming in my direction. As I tried to run from it I found myself being sucked towards a bright red tunnel. So I stooped. I was still in the same place. I tried to move but I just couldn't do it. Everything around me was happening so fast, but I was so slow in my movements and my thoughts. My eyes were so wide and shiny, my face screamed fear but I couldn't move... so I just stayed there perfectly still while a force of somewhere was pulling me in direction of the tunnel. When I faced the tunnel right in front of me I only saw red. Red everywhere. All painted in red. There was no other color. I looked back, that color was scaring me, and all was black. An infinite black all around me and the tunnel in front . I had nowhere else to go. Without no more choices, no more paths I took a step into the bright red tunnel. My body was shaking intensely. I looked to see inside the tunnel and there was two ways to go, right and left,  a few steps forward there was a wall. Instead of choosing a way to go, I just walked in front and I passed trough the wall. It didn't stop me. And then I got to the deep ocean... there I was... dancing with the water. Suddenly my body contracted. I remember getting the feeling that I was hugging something... something... it wasn't a person, it wasn't an object, not even an animal. Cause, I couldn't see it. I could only feel it... In the top of my fingers I felt the tickles of the tingle so softly. It was part of me, my being... it was my soul. When I finally realized what I was holding everything faded to black. Again, it was all black... But I looked so peaceful, so light. Between the space of those fragments of images, feelings and emotions my fear and anxiety were gone. And there I was, embracing this blackness that was surrounding me and my soul, that I was holding in my arms. Finally, after all this tornado of feelings I found myself accepting, understanding that my soul was no longer attached to my body... and I, was dead.