I had an awful nightmare and I can’t stop thinking about it.
So, basically there was another pandemic (but instead of covid, it was an airborne version of rabies) and the government sent out a 1 hour timer to get to shelter before they nuked the ENTIRE STATE. So, I began gathering my necessities and a few comfort items (but nothing frivolous), and just before I could save my birds, I am dragged into some small, crappy shelter with my family.
I began to sob and scream uncontrollably and beat on the door, to try and save them, but by the shockwave that fallowed only a few minutes later, I knew they were goners. I turned to who prevented me from saving my best friends, and I realized it was my father. He, in a way, killed my birds. Their nuke-related deaths were his fault. I end up freaking out on him, shrieking how he killed them, how he’s a monster, and many other things that are really personal. A few days pass, and I don’t say a single word to him- which was extremely easy since I don’t really talk to him unless forced to. He doesn’t say a word either. The government gives the ok to step outside, and as soon as I do, I realize I am standing on solid ice- just like Antarctica. The smell of burning flesh and frigid winds wafted through my nostrils. How I even knew what burned flesh smelled like was beyond me… the sky was dark. So, very dark. And then I woke up. It was so bizarre…
SOunds like a nightmare I had a while back.
There was a tornado warning and I had to protect my pets by caging them. Before I could get everyone in their travel cages/crates, the tornado hit! It was a really vivid, realistic dream, too. I don't remember if we escaped or not, but I remember my then service dog being on a leash as the tornado went over my house (weird because I lived in an apartment). Then there was something about following the tornado. I remember being utterly terrified of the whole event and thankful that my animals were okay when I woke up.!