Ruesia's Dream Journal

Had this dream the night of August 4, 2011

I am in a warehouse. I am trying to get a job here. It is very large and under construction and there are plastic sheets over all of the machinery. I am afraid but realize I am here for a reason. I then see some scary looking men arrive in a vehicle. I try to hide and end up running outside where there are more machine parts. It is dusty and dry. I am hiding behind a grove of trees and they get out and are yelling at each other. M is there and he says we should just walk out. Why should we be afraid? But I am. I then hear a voice. I know this voice. Its my grandmother. She is HERE. I don't care about the men anymore, I creep back into the warehouse and see a woman that looks like my grandmother. I want to go talk to her, but she is talking to other people. I sit behind a cold machine and stare at her. I am sad. She is younger and youthful and I am happy. But at some point I realize that while it sounds like her, it isn't her. And I am sad.

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I am in a house. It is kind of like a house of horrors with many rooms and a long hallway. There are bodies around me. I know I must keep going- that I might get to the end. There are people chasing us and I am afraid. My family is there with me. We get to a dark room that has a couch (with blood and bodies) and a television on against the wall. It is small and fuzzy. I see my grandmother there. She is herself, as she was before the cancer. I am sad to see her face on the screen. I then realize my grandpa is there and I try to get his attention so he doesn't see her. I then realize its not my grandma at all but an actress and I am even more sad. I keep trying to get my grandpa to look at me so he won't look at the screen.

I then realize I need to keep going. There is a map and a plan. We need to get to the roundpen. There is a large circe on a map (drawn in red). We must get there! We all start scrambling and we break into a light area (no longer dark and full of death) and we are stampeding toward this round pen. I realize it is high off the ground, like a tower. It is white and there is grass below and trees. We are scurrying to get there. There is a large group now. We are all panicked and running to this round pen for safety. As we get up onto the round pen, I realize it is nothing more than a platform with two feeble, metal rails. We are at least a few hundred feet off the ground and I am nervous.

Suddenly everyone turns their attention to a 'bright red sparkle' in the sky. Everyone is saying how beautiful these 'sparkles' are. I realize they're balls of fire, exploding only a few feet from where we are cramped. I am panicking and I grab M. He doesn't understand, no one does. They think these balls of fire are beautiful but don't realize they're bombs going off.

I am panicking and everyone talks about a 'red ball' they have to push back. I am unsure what they're talking about and I'm trying to focus and trying to figure a way to get off of this platform. Suddenly, what appears to be a dodgeball drops down. The people on the platform (who now resemble human sized birds) push the ball around and I watch as it explodes when they throw it off the platform. I am gripping onto M and I feel my heart sink. Another ball drops onto the platform and the bird-people are tossing it around. But someone drops it and I immediately start screaming and turn to run. I am moving in slow motion as I see flames crawling toward me(slow motion) and the blast gushes out across the platform. I am running, panicking and knowing I am going to die. I feel the flames overwhelm my body as I try to leap over the platform bars, but I don't make it and I am engulfed. My charred remains fall down off the platform on those walking by.