I dreamt that the pirate Captain from Pirates of the Caribbean 1 (Barbosa) came to this apartment where my husband and I were and he and my husband knew one another.  The Captain told my husband he was going to kill him and my husband was just like "ok, bring it on!" They began fighting and then they began trading stabs at each other.  The Captain took a knife to his side and reeled back in pain.  My husband was on the floor scrambling for his knife when the Captain hurled his blade and it hit my husband in the shoulder. He rolled to his back and grabbed the knife and yanked it free.  The Captain laughed.  I was watching the whole thing just horrified and I ran to the nearby bathroom.  The Captain crossed the room in two strides and stood at the bathroom door so I couldn't close it.  His hands were bloody and he was looking at me with pure lust in his face.  He reached out to grab me and I shrunk back and begged him not to touch me with all that blood on his hands.  He laughed heartily and yanked me forward and gave me a hard turn so my back faced him.  His hands slithered down the back of the white shirt I was wearing and I winced and felt my stomach wretch as I realized that I was the Captain's handtowel.  He threw me towards the wall and walked over to my husband who was still on the floor.  He straddled him and unceremoniously plunged a dagger he had pulled from his boot right into his chest.  He pulled the blade free and drove it through my husband's chest over and over until blood was running everywhere.  The Captain stepped over my dying husband and glanced over at me.  He walked to the front door and gave a low laugh of satisfaction and left.  I ran over to my husband and he was already unconscious.  I knelt beside him just staring at him and suddenly his eyes fluttered and he winked at me and smiled.  Then I woke up.