Last night I had a very strange dream. I woke up from this dream at around 6:30 am.

First, me and a few other people (can't remember who they were) were watching some type of aircraft in the night sky. There were flashing blue and red “diamonds” in the shape of a triangle. Then, I saw a huge missile coming down in the distance, and pointed it out to everyone. Immediately after, I was in Chicago (or so I had the feeling that it was Chicago). Some big city. It was daytime, and the missile hit Chicago, and the buildings started collapsing similar to the 9/11 attack. Now, when a nuclear weapon explodes, it would obviously be much different. But, what if the missile exploded farther away and the shockwave from it travelled to Chicago. Although I'm sure a shockwave would travel much faster than what I'm about to describe.

I went one way, and saw a very deep rectangular pit, which had some type of rotating horizontal cylinder. On it, there were people (which I suspected to be dead) stuck to it and rolling on it. It was very disturbing for some reason, and gave me a sick feeling in my stomach. I went a different way, towards some skyscrapers. Somehow, I had some precautionary knowledge about “Not going near tall buildings” in this circumstance. I ran between a couple buildings while they were collapsing. I went down through some underground staircases into an underground system. The staircase was quite narrow. I suddenly had another shift to this room with hardwood floor. A couple of my friends were there. Another shift, and I was in a hallway with a ton of other people, who looked pretty happy. After another shift, I was a dark room, which seemed to be deep underground. Someone else was there with me. Some type of “control” on the wall, but I can’t remember what it was for. It seemed like it was pretty important though. It felt as though I had to do something. Another "shift". I walked into a restaurant with a bunch of people. It was icy, and the ice/ground made a cracking noise. Shift. I was walking out ot the restaurant.

Throughout the dream, I felt as though I was in charge of some type of organization. I felt tremendous stress throughout the dream. I'm sure I left a few parts out (especially the dialogue), because I can't remember my dreams perfectly. The feeling of stress and desperation is similar to when I wake up with a stressful feeling that I have to do something. When this happens, I have my fingers pinched together like I'm holding a pencil. It's a nice feeling when I realize the stress is for nothing.