I'm riding a bike through the countryside with one of my best guy friends.
We're traveling through the whole country this way.
When we get to California, we find this "free hotel".
When we ask to check in, the guy says all the rooms are taken but we can sleep in the auditorium.
We meet this old man who's waiting with his wife, to get into the auditorium area.
His wife starts yelling about my necklace.
Then the man tells me a story.
He says every piece of jewelry has a curse, no matter where it came from.
He says his wife had a necklace whose curse made her crazy.
He tells me that I should get rid of my necklace immediately.
But I don't want to.
It's a family heirloom that my great grandma was wearing when she died.
I decide to keep my necklace.
Everybody is sleeping in chairs, so my guy friend and I do the same.
Most of the chairs have wheels on them.
I end up sleeping in a wheely chair in from of the crazy old woman.
I start to realize and accept I'm going to die soon.
A feeling of peacefulness washes over me.
Then I start to think about the different ways I could die.
In the end, I know it will be the old lady hitting my chair and knocking me off the stage that will kill me.
I go to sleep completely content.

(btw, I've never seen the necklace I was wearing in my dream before. It's not really a family heirloom, but in my dream it was....)