Whatever was of relevance started when I was outside. I don't know why I was somewhere else and my mom was driving away, but supposedly I wasn't at my house... even though inside it looked kinda like a bigger version of my house. And eventually did turn into my house.
But either way, it was night. And it was storming. The storms seemed to roll in out of nowhere, though they weren't raining where I was yet. Or was it and I just didn't feel it? Anyway, it was REALLY dark, like it seemed like it was night, but ik if it was meant to be. And then I started to see the lighning in the distance.
There was so much of it. It was far off, but it seemed to get closer and closer, and though there were still people outside (I honestly don't even know who they were, but I was supposedly statying with them for some reason while they did something or other) I went in to a mostly abandoned house.
It was dark in there. All the lights were off as if it had been daytime.. yet it was mostly like an elongated version of my house, so I knew my way around, and went to where I felt safest in the basement.
I remember now that I had randomly decided to practice my martial arts. ... I actually started attempting to do Ning Li in my head, but I wasn't getting too terribly far because I hadn't practiced in a while. Then I felt weird. I stopped and decided to look outside.
In my basement, there are tiny little windows near the ceiling that are still above ground, but nearly at ground level. I was looking out them. Somehow I could see into the distance. The outside view, now that I think about it, was probably a superimposed view outside my window now; cause I remember being able to see mountains and quite far off, which, obviously wouldn't be the case back home, out a window at near ground level.
The view was ominous and amazing. I remember being mesmermized and terrified at the same time. There was a lot of lightning. But that is a bit of an understatement. There was a string of lightning, and it started from one point, and seemed just a tad excessive, but it kept going. There were like 3 or 4 strikes at the same time, all in a line, and then it became 5 or 6, and in rapid succession. ... And the 'line' was heading in this direction. I remember thinking to myself I am sooo glad I came inside, and I wonder when everyone else is gonna come in. But I was too scared to go run up and see if they were ok; I couldn't take my eyes off the lightning.
Then I saw it. A streak from the sky that seemed completely out of nowhere, but I took it to be a meteor. It looked like it was far away, and that I wouldn't have to worry, so I kept watching. ... But then it became rather evident that though it was far away, it must've been huge.
Cause upon impact, I saw a huge, almost firework-esque explosion of red and yellow sparks. Thinking to myself the fact that I could even see that was a bad sign, and while my brain processed 'get under cover', I could see this immense dark-red like shockwave in the distance heading this way.
I immediately felt 'this is it, we're all gonna die'. I realized I apparently didn't have a phone with me, but as I scrambled over to this one side of the room where we have a ton of blankets sort of pressed between two walls in a crack, I thought to myself I wish I could tell everyone I love them, and mentally did so, hoping they would already know and it need not be spoken.
I frantically burried myself as deep as I could under everything soft I could find in that little niche (which there was a lot), and closed my eyes, hoping to be unconscious when this happened. I could feel it getting really hot. I don't even know what I heard, I'm sure it was something, probably quite jarring, but my focus was on the heat. I didn't dare look up and see what was happening, but I could imagine there was a hot wave of... something rushing over me, I don't even know, and all I could do was wait for the end.
...But the end didn't come.
It was getting excrusiatingly hot. Or was I imagining it? It was strange, where if I focused enough, I could 'change it to cold' if I wanted, but I knew that I was in fact warm. I was worried that if I moved, I would find myself covered in burns. Though I honestly couldn't tell when I did, it was too dark.
When I DID come out though, somehow, it seemed the basement was still intact. ... What the hell had happened? Nothing had appeared to have seeped in, so I felt some releif, and remembered that we had an icebox in the basement.
Now that I think about it now, that thing hasn't worked in ages, but in my dream, it was still working, albeit I knew the power had likely gone down. So I opened it up and started chipping at the ice, which was somewhat slushy due to the heatwave, but then my dad came downstairs.
He'd apparently been looking for me, and we were both so glad to have found each other; I thought I was definitely alone before then. I asked him what happened, and he apparently didn't know, that pretty much everything had gone to hell, but for now we were alright; mom too. We were going upstairs when I said I saw a meteor fall and I thought we were all gonna die.
When we got upstairs, I was able to see what had happened. Lucky for us, the house had SOMEHOW stayed intact. I don't even understand how that worked because outside, it was flooded. But not just with water; the ground was starting to burst at the bottom of the water currents with magma. I flipped shit. Nevermind the ominious sky, or looking around at anything else, the moment I saw that I was like 'what the fuck are we doing in here?? sdgkjndsjg We need to get the fuck out, that shit is gonna burn everything'
I was real desperate, and good thing too, cause they both listened to me, and we ran outside to the back. As we were going, the lava began to actually come through and started to melt up through the cracks in the door, setting it on fire, along with the house as we dashed out the back way.
The lava was slow and could be outrun, but it wasn't /that/ slow. We all thought at first we wanted to get to higher ground. But where I live, there really isn't any higher ground that notably close, and a tendril of lava had been 'following' us.
Somehow the back wasn't already 'flooded'. However, all the wood structures, such as the deck and various other things had already caught on fire. The woods themselves also seemed very susceptable, but somehow hadn't started ablaze yet; we didn't want to run in there in case they did though. But the lava was heading straight for us, and in a futile attempt to escape, we climbed the metal monkeybars, in hopes that it would pass us by.
But it didn't look like it was going to.
So, as per most of my dreams, I have 'abilities of persuasion', usually akin to flying +telekinesis, so I got off the moneybars, and 'influenced' the change in direction of the lava's flow off to the side. I don't tend to use my abilities in dreams unless absolutely necessary, or I'm starting to get freaked out, just because subconsciously I want to see how far I can get 'realistically' and what the 'story of the dream is.
But I was really thinking that we were gonna die here, and death by body melting was NOT something I wanted to experience.
Soon after that, however, (as per is expected when I start manipulating dreams out of fear) I woke up; my subconcsious must've been like 'this is too much, I don't want to be in this situation', mainly cause I saw no way out after that point, and I just woke in somewhat of a panic.
My feelings of discomfort carried over to my waking state. I haven't had enough sleep, and may try to sleep a few more hours after writing this, but I had to just... 'free write' this out to get it out of my head and calm my nerves. >_> Inevitable death situations make me nervous. As I imagine they would most people, but. If something like that were to happen, I honestly sort of hope that I would die straight off; it doesn't seem like it would be a fun world to live in after something of that magnitude, especially considering most of my friends may not have made it either, and... trying desperately to hold onto life when it's futile seems much more mentally agonizing than being vaporized instantly at the start.
Of course, disregard all this if there somehow WAS a hypothetical way to live past this occurance, instead of just running around delaying the inevitable... (albeit, that's kinda what life is all about, isn't it?) Well, the inevitable death that would come from this situation.
But either way, I couldn't see it. And it freaked me out a bit.
Here will end the frantic, sleep deprived freewriting, that actually did calm me down a bit, in favor of trying to get a bit more sleep. I haven't proofread this, and if I have a 'continuing dream', may add on but.
That's all for now.
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