ryman

I had this dream a while ago, I wrote down and for some reason I kept thinking about it. I just randomly thought of it now, and feel like posting it.

Ok, So it starts off on a somewhat cloudy muggy day, with a weird purplish hue to the sky, Me, my two brothers, my sister, and my dad were driving a jeep grand cherokee down a long dirt drive way, with a farm house and a silo on the left side and an open field and and eventually woods on the right side. The driveway went down about 200 yards before it started turning right towards the woods. Once at the entrance of the woods, we got out of the car. We all started walking into the trail in the woods. My oldest brother somehow had his dirt bike at this point, just putting along side of us. A little bit into the woods a man about average height with long black hair in a ponytail kinda of looked a bit evil, came riding up on a dirt bike, and jumped off of it letting it fall on the ground next to us. He then said, "you need to get out of here." and then ran back the way he came leaving his dirt bike. My brother left his own drit bike in the woods and took the random guys bike. We then decided to go back to the car, as we came out of the woods where the car was parked, we realized the sky had a very odd darkish stormy look. So we walked up a bit so we could see the farm house and the open field. I then saw an extremely large tornado coming towards the farm house. I said, "Holy shit, there's a huge tornado!!" My brother than says, "No, what are you talking about Ryan?" I kept insisting there was a tornado, because there was, and he kept trying to tell me there wasn't. My oldest brother, my sister, and dad weren't even saying anything. I watched the tornado destroy the farm house, and it was coming our way. I ran back to the jeep while everyone else walked. I woke up before they got to the car.