April 20th

I was just getting off of work and was about to walk out to my car. Because it is dark and late when I get off, the manager walks out with me. As we were walking out, an airplane looked like it was heading straight for us. It kept getting bigger and bigger. We tried to find a place to run but we didn't know where the plane would land. The next thing I know, we were running and the plane had hit the strip mall where my work is located and took out every store with it. I was running out and away from the mall and jumped in a car and took off.

April 15th

I was in my very own apartment using the restroom which seemed more like a bar because of the advertisment on the back of the door. The advertisment was for a new gun that had not been released yet that could make whatever it hit just disappear. I came out of the bathroom and Brad had this gun to his back by one of his friends. It scared me because I thought they wanted to kill him and rape me. After their realized I was frightened, they told me it was just a joke and that he found this really cool gun.

I proceeded down the stairs to pretend to get a glass of water and dialed 911. When I went back up the stairs, they had stabbed Brad and were after me now. I ran out the door and jumped in the car and called all my friends in tears. But I told them that this killer was after one of my sorority sisters, Joni. I was stopped at a red light and Joni appeared in front of my car so I ran to her and took her to the mall for safety.

The men followed us and threatened to make the entire mall disappear. They began causing items, walls, or anything that stood in their way to disappear. Joni and I ran the opposite direction and ended up in my parents house. I dialed 911 once again to our new location. I went to hide Joni, but it wasn't Joni anymore, it was a dog I had seen a few days prior to the dream. I put him in my room...

... and then I woke up

April 13th

My fiance Brad, and I were planning a very large project that I am unsure of what significance. It was at the airport. We blew something up, underneath an airplane, and then proceeded to use a remote control to force the plane to take off. We did not want to leave any evidence behind, so he picked up my car, which seemed merely child sized, and placed it in the back of his rather large vehicle.

The next scene, I was in the back of the plane with a young child and a grandmother (not sure if they were mine or not). We were watching a movie on the screens in which were provided for each individual seat. The plane attendant approached and told us our movie was planning too loud, so we turned it down.

The surroundings changed so we were in the back of a bus, which then turned into a blue semi truck that was chasing a blue Mustang. It was now only Brad and I in the blue mustang. The semi bumped our bumper and we spun out and flipped and rolled into a river. The mustang has vanished and Brad and I, as well as our greyhound dog, were tumbling down the river. We got tangled up with many logs that battered and bruised all of us. Brad and the dog made it to the shore as I climbed up the other side of the bank.

There were paramedics on scene to observed the dog. He was in critical condition so we had to take him to the vet. We took him to the vet and they told us he was broken everywhere but they could fix him.

Flash forward to a few weeks or months, not sure, at our home with our dog. Something clicked and I realized this wasn't our dog. Our dog died on the table and they gave us a replacement dog but told us it was the same dog.

Then I woke up.