Death

This is for two dreams, one this morning and another a few nights ago, both pretty grim and centred around death, as the title suggests.

In the first, I observed a cliff with a large rocky outcrop jutting from it.  There were hundreds of people on this outcrop. I then learned that terrorists had planted bombs underneath. As they detonated, the rocky platform dropped down the cliff face a little way then stopped.  Later in the dream, it fell all the way to the depth below as people panicked and screamed.  The screams haunted my ears as I woke up.

In the second dream, I was in a house looking out to the road from the front door that had a large window.  Through it, I saw a marauding gang running down the street attacking people.  I could hear lots of screaming and shouting, and many of this gang's victims were children.

I had a few other people in the house with me, including a young girl who was around 14, and I noticed that she'd opened the door to see what all the commotion was, but this now meant that we were exposed.

I crawled along the ground so I couldn't be seen by anyone outside and pushed the door closed.  As I was doing this, I saw some of the gang members looking in, but I don't think they saw me as they just kept on running down the street attacking people.

Once the door was shut, I told the other people in the house to lay low, turn off all the lights and be as quiet as possible so that nobody would think we were in.

As with the last dream, what stood out was the screaming of the victims and the blood spatters I saw through the window, some of which had got inside the house from when the girl opened the door. 

The Flood

 It's been a while since I posted. Dream remembrances have been patchy, but I have also been somewhat undisciplined in not recording the few I have remembered.  This changes today.

This morning, I woke from a dream where I was in some kind of college building (a familiar theme it would seem). I don't know why I was there, I don't think I was studying, just passing through.  Anyway, I had a bag with me, and I put it down somewhere and took out my Nintendo Switch.  I then left my bag and walked off with my Switch, intending to play it in another room.

I walked through the corridors and through a window at the end of one of them, I saw panicked people running through the streets screaming. I wondered why they were until I saw water rushing behind them in a flood.  I immediately knew that something bad was going to happen and that the building I was in wasn't safe either, so I turned to go and get my bag.

As I turned, I then heard screaming from within the building followed by the sound of something bursting and more rushing water, signaling that the flood had now entered the building. I then ran back to go and find my bag, but doing so meant going between one building and another, which also meant temporarily walking outside to pass through to the other building. As I did this, I went outside to see that the water was already there and was already high enough to block my passage to the other building, meaning I would not be able to get my bag and might also be caught in the flood.

 I then remembered I was dreaming and took off into the air to escape the flood at the last minute.