In a tunnel i flew towards a flame that got progressively hot and comforting.
Oh no Jess... Were you sleep walking?
Mine is very strange.... You and I decided to have kid and we were living/working in a russian mining industry. You gave birth in the mine when there was a massive fire. Whilst our mining lives were burning down around us I had to perform a c-section. However once I delivered the baby it didn't look like one, more like a pair of blue gloves. Despite our odd looking glove baby I ran out of the flames with it to saftey. Not sure if you made it though...
Working and living in a Russian mining industry. Girlfriend and I decide to have a baby. She gives birth when mining site is burning down. Had to perform c section to deliver the baby. However the baby ended up being a pair of blue gloves. Ran out of the flames with new baby/gloves. Girlfriend didn't make it.
Me and this guy had to get these bad guys and we got one and kept shooting his face then he died, later a fire started on a table and i kept taking dirty cups from a sink and put water in it and threw it at the fire, but it wouldn't go out. Then a second later i ended up in my house and it was on fire. My mom and I got out and we watched the house blow up in flames. I started yelling my 3 brothers names and finally they all got out. But the way they got out was weird because they walked through fire and just had black dust on them. But they we all fine and alive.
I was in a building looking through the glass door as a helicopter crashed not to far behind as flames started to spread. My dad and brother turned running towards the door as I screamed feeling helpless when out if no where another helicopter was going to crash. I tried to open the door I was standing in front of but it wouldn't open and the feeling in my stomach was worse.
My computer at work burst into flames. Luckily I had a fire extinguisher close by and grabbed it. I accidentally pointed it and sprayed myself before putting out the flames on the computer. All while my boss stood there watching.
I'm in the town where I grew up, with my deceased sister and deceased uncle, who molested the both of us. we are in a building where I once worked in that small town. There is a large fire on the mountain, we are evacuating, I am carrying a large glass 1/2 full container of orange juice and take it to the car. My uncle is already in the car, that of which I currently drive now. My sister is still somewhere in the building. The fire is so close I can almost feel it, I'm yelling for my sister to hurry, we have to get our grandmother , who is also deceased, who I was never close with. I can see her running with a sleeping bag in her arms. suddenly the flames from the fire engulf her. The flames over take us. I wake up. My heart is beating fast, my body is in a sweat, there are tears streaming down my face. Even as I type this . I haven't been able to go back to sleep .
I am in a wedding. Dressed in a white suit. I'm standing at the altar. I look down and my feet are on fire. A woman who is the bride is faced away from me. She has short brown hair. She is wearing a lace dress with a low cut back. I tell her that her hair is on fire. We look down separately and both of our hands are on fire. My feet, her hair, and our hands were engulfed in flames but didn't hurt.
Last night I dreamed of an very old flame Nile Board he came back into my life he also had a very lovely doge with him and I was decorating my mum’s house
Outdoors, it was a long view of a grassy plain. Late afternoon. Storm clouds forming. I saw, in the middle of this plain, a herd of buffalo. Stampeding towards me. Odd thing. The stampede seemed to have flame or light sporadically coming out of it. I sounded a warning to another, who I did not see nor do I know. Almost angry at that person, I was. I was "inside" what could be a large terminal, or station - but it had no wall that faced the plain. It was totally open. I took cover on what would be a restroom stall against a wall, closing the aluminum door hoping not to be run over. The perpendicular wall to the stall was a tall wall of thick beveled glass - this is what the stampede would have to crash into. The sound of them stampeding got louder as they drew nearer. I was scared. But at the moment of what should have been impact on the beveled glass - there was silence. As if they had either disappeared or ran through it without a trace. Amazed at what didn't happen, I then woke up.
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