I read this article: http://www.guardian.co.uk.lifeandstyle/2010/jul/24/assisted-suicide-dignatas-friends-story
This reminds me of a nightmare I had recently:
My family was all together in a place that looked like a large movie theater lobby/high school. Basically large hallways and double doors going into rooms.
We were all there, and a woman walked up to my Dad and said it was time. My Dad said something odd, like "Well, I guess I might as well get going!" and he walked into this large door with the woman. We waited maybe 15 minutes or something, when a large sign above the door lit up with my father's name. And my Mom was just like, "Ok, let's go!" and we left.
Walking out, there was a huge rush of people going in. It was like the airport or something, you know? Just a huge rush of people coming and going.
I woke up freaking out, crying.
FYI: My Dad's alive and well.