That is depressing, Wiffles
I hate dreams like that.
I dreamed last night that some ancestor of mine had died of "typtheria" at age 100 and had just been brought back to life 100 years later with the use of some magical injection. I remember news-like footage of her shuffling down a hallway with one of those grin-grimaces and a curly black wig on her head.
I was one of the immediate family members gathered around her for the news interview, where they strangely described her as now being 200 years old. They asked her how she felt and she gazed around at all of us. All she said was, "Everyone is so tall."
I remember her making me feel really weird and awkward and I looked away a lot.