Dream #309

I dove into a swimming pool with my eyes open. Saw the rotting corpse of a woman that my husband had killed and was hiding underwater. He was in the water with her, guarding her. I was horrified, but afraid that he would get caught. I kept diving in over and over again and each time I did, I felt the same way. Same dream, different part. I was in the middle ages in a broad, green valley, flirting with a page who I think was supposed to save me from something relatively non-threatening. I didn't want to be saved.