I've never not run in them. Several nights ago, for the first time ever, I gave up. Well, my dream-self gave up anyway. That never happened before. I remember getting 'caught' once, but it wasn't because I stopped running. I was just caught. That particular nightmare ended with me waking up still feeling the fingers closed in around my throat. I felt it. It was so real.
But this one, the one that I stopped running in, I was just caught & got my legs broken over and over. It wasn't 'painful' in the normal way but it hurt my mind. I can't explain it.
Anyway. Nightmares? They are not fun.