Once, I got a dream like this:
When I were on my way to hometown, I find out it was a burning city. I should be back as soon as possible. On that way, I saw many friends who had already gone. With no survivor, I didn't know who did it. Then there are enemies ambushed on the way. There were too many of them. After a hard battle, I found the enemy officer, he kept some of my friends as hostages. But this situation can't scare me, I fought him to the very end but ended up seriously injured. My friends were saved, but I was too tired to go and soon passed away.
When I woke up, I found out that the day before that day, I was too tired and sleep without put off any cloth. I put on the angel wings on my shoulder and forgot to put off before I was sleeping. That's why it links to the dream.