Hit and Run

One of my best friends Matt recovered from serious and rare leg cancer last year. Last night I had a dream about him...

I was standing in a driveway of a house. It was next to a dead end road. Suddenly, a scrap/junk car with a fork lift truck digger on the bonnet roared up the road I was next to. It drove into a house, and took half the house away on the digger. I was laughing at it. Then my friends Ashley and Matt were standing with me. Me and Ashley were standing on the drive way, but Matt was standing just off of the curb. The car started to roar back down from where it came. Me and Ashley shouted at Matt to come off the road, or he could be hit. He came back onto the drive-way.
Suddenly, Ashley was gone, and it was just me and Matt. Matt was standing off the curb again. It was as if we had gone back in time, as the car roared down in the same direction again. However, this time, he didn't get off the road in time, and he got hit and was sent 20 meters down a curbed road. Ashley was there again. She was panicking, but I said, "oh well. That's Matt dead", and we both walked back into the house.
I woke up panicking, distraught from the fact that he had just been hit by a car after recently recovering from cancer. Then I realized it was a dream and fell asleep again.