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What does this reoccurring nightmare mean?

Warning: wall of text. If you don't want to read it, i'll provide a short summary at the bottom. I'm just describing a reoccurring nightmare, as it plagues my dream state every other night. I just want to know what the hell is wrong with me

The first thing I remember is falling into a deep and dark cave, only to be stopped by hitting a strange liquid substance. The fall would have killed me for sure, but whatever was covering the ground had saved me. In hitting the substance with such impact, it found its way into my open mouth and nasal cavity. At this time I couldn't smell or taste anything, which was rather odd as tohse were given senses. Standing up, I swished around in whatever substance it was, I surveyed the cave. It was dark, almost pitch black. I could see nothing that was a mere meter in front of me, and that was when my heart was struck with fear.

I inhaled a breath of air through my nostrils expecting it to be clean and welcoming, but no, it was a wretched smell that almost made me heave the contents of my stomach back up to the outside world. Rotten. Absolutely rotten. I hacked a few coughs from the horrid smell, still covered in the liquid that saved me from my plummet to certain doom. I felt a small amount of spit make it out of my mouth, and on to the bottom of my chin. I took my hand and wiped it off, and in the process I took a whiff of whatever covered my body. What I got was unexpected, to say the least. It was again a putrid stench, one that made my mind jumble every time it made its way into my nostrils. At this time I never bothered to look at the body of liquid that saved me, but now it peaked my interest considering that whatever it was enveloped most of my body. Passing my attention towards my feet, I looked in horror of what actually saved me. I stood in a pool of blood. I stood in shock for at least two good minutes, trying to process whatever the hell was going on.

Once regaining the sanctity of my mind, I made way in a random direction, trying to find some sort of solid land than whatever I was standing on and ignored the darkness ahead. All that mattered to me as of then was finding land, and soon. I tried to hold my breath as I made my way, but the unholy smell within the cavern still found a way into my system. Again, I swished through the blood that came from an unknown source. In doing so, I felt multiple things rub up against the side of my legs. I didn't take notice to them because my mind was slowly becoming more and more of a hollow shell from this terror. I only looked straight ahead, and nothing more. I couldn't bare to look back down towards my feet again. After having trudged maybe 50 meters of so through the thick crimson liquid that surrounded me, I tripped over an unidentified object. My arms were just long enough to catch my fall, and to hold my face just a centimeter above the blood pool.

Though my arms did prevent me from falling face first, I was still splashed by the cold substance, once again having to taste and smell the bitterness that surrounded me. Looking back to whatever tripped me over, what I saw struck my heart like lightning. A single torn arm was floating around in the liquid, it looked as if a monster had brutally ripped it off. From what I could see, the nerves and muscles were torn to an amazing extent. Almost as if someone gnawed on the exposed flesh before. The arm was still clad in skin, only the shoulder flesh could be seen in my view. Awe, fear, terror, fright, anxiety and suspense clouded my mind, I couldn't process anything thoroughly. I could only act on instinct. I snapped my head back to turn away from the horrible scene, not wanting to lay my eyes on it a second longer.

My head whipped back to its original position, facing forward. What I saw next was definitely unexpected. Before falling nothing was in front of me, but now, a great dark object protruded from the pool of crimson blood. The rancid smell once again leaked into my air circulation, causing me to have a coughing fit. Looking up while I coughed, the same dark object still stood. It was tall, like nothing I had ever seen. Whatever the thing was had resembled something like a skyscraper. I shut my eyes because I was still so close to the blood, it gave me a stinging sensation. Opening my eyes, I looked back up again only to be met with a white head that was connected towards the black object. It must have been its body. The head had no facial features, no hair, no pigment, no anything. This of course shocked me even more, causing me to scream like a little girl at whatever it was. The head swayed around in its position, almost as if it was mocking me in my situation.

Then, I heard something in the background. It wasn't a random noise, nor was it my doing. The noise in the background wasn't audible at first, but when it came within my hearing vicinity, I was able to make out what it was. The sound was a voice. "Welcome to hell." Was all it said. Repeating the same line over and over again, completely taking over my mind with those three words. I blanked. I couldn't react. I couldn't do anything. It was like all my energy was lost then and there. The only movement I could do was turn my head as I tried to identify the source of the voice, but I did it to no avail. The head still hovered above me, swaying from side to side as if it were a pendulum. Then from the black object said head was mounted on, something started to protrude out of the center. There were no special effects to accompany whatever was happening, but rather it was a quick process.

Still being able to see a meter in front of me, I realized that the thing was a scythe. A scythe? Shock took its place in my mind once again, making me devoid of any reaction. Said scythe was now fully into the open now, and it simply hovered in the air with no support. I knew what was going to happen next. "Welcome to hell." I heard a whisper, and the scythe came at me with full speed. I only closed my eyes as I could do nothing else. What happened after that? Nothing. Nothing at all.

----Summary---

I fall into a blood filled cavern, with minimal light to guide my vision. As i'm trying to get out of the cavern and back onto regular land, I fall on my knees due to tripping over something. The thing turned out to be a human limb, specifically an arm taken that was ripped off of one's body. I try to pick myself back up to continue on my search for land, but i'm met with some weird ass floating head. It bobs and spins, but has no facial features whatsoever as well as pigment. Something is whispering "welcome to hell", but i can't identify the source. A scythe comes out of nowhere, and then the last thing I see is the weapon swing towards me. Then everything turns black.

---Shorter summary---

I was basically in a hell-cave and fell when a albino head shaped object appears from someplace i dont know and i hear "welcome to hell", and then a scythe comes out of nowhere. It swings, i black out.