Bad dreams become horror stories

I had a really weird dream that a very old version of me died...
I saw myself laying naked and skeletal, unmoving.
I looked to be about 85 years old, maybe older
Grey hair, wrinkled sagging face.
Somehow my spirit was outside of myself but yet I was able to feel and see and move.
 I even smelled the decay 😩🤢
I consumed my old frail body like a cannibal, ripping away at its flesh- until there was nothing left
Then the front door to my house pushed open, and a newborn baby me came crawling in.
I immediately grabbed it and held it under me, while I sat upright, on all fours
I started growling animalistically, snarling and gnashing my teeth
I sensed there was danger in the very near to us approaching.
I was ready to annihilate, whatever pushed thru that door next.
Instinct told me everything I needed to know.
I felt in my bones, my next direction and where I need to go
This was my new spirit, I needed to protect it with every ounce of my life
I needed to embrace it and nurture it and would have unleashed pure WRATH for whoever tried to harm it next.