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Dream: Disasters

I’ve started to have nightmares again.

In one dream, I’m leaving a grocery store and headed back to my apartment. (Which isn’t my actual apartment. It was much nicer.) I get home and put away my groceries. I hear thunder off in the distance. I didn’t realize it was suppose to rain that day.

The weather turns sour real fast. Since it seemed like a really terrible storm, I play it safe and hole up in the inner most part of my apartment. I pull out my phone to check the radar to see what’s going on outside. I don’t get to see in time as the power goes out. I can hear it getting really bad outside.

Once it quiets down, I head out of my safe space to see some major damage done. It appears my apartment was like that of a hotel, where all the front doors look over an atrium/lobby. Looking up, I see the roof of the complex has moved. You could see out into the sky in the corners.

Many of the residents were on the top floor and with all their strength started moving the roof back into position to prevent all the rain water from flooding into the building.

And then I woke up.


In another dream, I’m on a bus with several other people. We’re driving toward a building that appeared to be a movie premiere or something similar.

As we approached the building, something was off as there appears to be panic amongst the people. Someone directed the bus to get away as far as possible. Something terrible was going on but we had no idea what it could have been.

We’re driving toward a downtown area as there are many office towers and buildings. For some reason, the bus is stopped as any direction we would go would just take us back to more trouble. The only other way to go is down a tunnel.

I get off the bus because I refuse to go down the tunnel as we don’t know what’s waiting for us down there. Everyone else stays on the bus and it drives down the tunnel. Not too long after that, water starts rising up from the depths of the tunnel. As fast as the water was coming up, there’s no chance those on the bus survived.

Then I woke up.


The dream continued the next night (somehow). The bus didn’t go down the tunnel this time but drove off into another direction toward a parking garage. We all get out of the bus and scatter in different directions as we don’t know where it’s safe to go.

A group of us are stopped by what could be best described as secret agents, wearing their black suits and ties. I don’t remember anything about the conversation but do remember one of them shooting a person in the group.

I don’t remember what happened after that. I do remember there’s some kind of kaiju-sized blob attacking the city. I vividly see it taking down buildings off in the distance.

Again, I don’t remember what happened immediately after that. I just know next I’m in a high-rise apartment looking over the city. The apartment is small and full of old records, newspapers, and furniture. There was someone else there with me, dressed in a 70s style suit.

Then I woke up.

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