The dream I had last night was very simple. I was a wide street with several lanes and cars were waiting for the light change. There was someone else with me, an older man. He hesitated in crossing the street. When I was very close to reaching the other side I looked back and he has started crossing but seemed very afraid. He finally made a go of it and the cars were approaching.. somehow they were not slowing for the man. He had trouble walking but he decided to run for it. He reached my side but was very agitated. Then suddenly he began having breathing difficulties and maybe a heart attack. He was dying.. a woman (who was not there before) was holding him while he was going through his last moments.. he didn't say anything but tried .. I remember looking straight into his eyes.. they were youthful and did not seem to belong to him.. he was very old with very white hair. At some point I got up and left and when I woke up I had the sense he had died while I was away.. Any insight? I've read before somewhere that death dreams are not necessarily bad... but this dream left me feeling guilty somehow..