I had a dream in which I was in a camp, of sorts. Not such as a refugee camp, but more of a summer fun for family and friends kind of camp. The activities during the day were hazy, but I remember laying down in cots under a large tent-like structure (think circus-tent). I had a pillow and blanket and was laying on my left side, speaking to a friend next to me. There was a general feeling of doom but indescript. We heard a siren going off and we were told that we were too far away for anything bad to happen. I tried to fall asleep. Then, a strong wind started blowing (direction: from head to foot). I tried to cover my head but the wind was so hard that it was hot and orange and it felt as though my skin was melting off. Eventually, it let up a little but it was dark and none of us could see. I couldn't find any of my friends but I did see a very old friend (with whom I haven't had contact in years and have no intention to contact) in a small red truck and he beckons me to come over and he will drive us home (he only had room for one person and he didn't see anyone else who lived close to him). We drove and everyone was in a panic. I felt the left side of my face and it was kind of melted but not like wax, more like how a stroke completely paralyzes the muscles. I kept trying to call a person who I can't remember. Then I tried calling my parents who blew me off. We got lost and ended up in a bizarre farmhouse full of old trinkets, teapots and jewelry. There we found two or three neglected dogs. This house morphed into a house that me and my now fiancé bought and unfortunately, that's where the dream ended because my dogs woke me.
..... Please help.
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