Shattered Pixel Dungeon and/or Hoplite. Or maybe an ebook reader.

into a ball and cry?

A month or so into the pandemic, I’ve had a string of at least eight or so dreams where I would die one way or another. One example would be me swimming in a pool with some friends until the sun sets, when suddenly a car smashes through the fence and hits me. Sometimes the deaths would come out of nowhere, sometimes it felt like it was meant to happen. However, I’ve never felt that calmness after dying. It just felt like bumping into a wall and thinking “meh” before continuing on with my day.