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I can normally remember most of my dreams in vivid detail, but lately I've been having difficulty like a lot of other dreamers... especially if I feel like the dream could be important WHILE I'm dreaming.

In this dream, I was dreaming. (I was dreaming IN a dream, weird, huh?) I woke up in a panic and grabbed a notebook. (Something I learned to do from this site! Maybe I am learning to control my dreams a little bit? I can't be sure...)

Anyway, I scribbled down two phrases:

"The people betrayed from above" and

"All the food is dead".

Honestly, those two things could mean ALOT of things, but I got the feeling that there would be an air strike of some sort and maybe food supplies would be low for some reason.

In the dream, this REALLY freaked me out, and I immediately started trying to warn people, strangers even. Many of them just laughed at me, but there was a few that seemed to take me seriously and ran home to prepare.

After spending lots of time trying to convince people that something BAD was going to happen, I went home to gather my family. The clouds started to get really dark and eerie at this point. We all loaded up in our vehicle and had gotten halfway out of the driveway when a HUGE funnel started to drop out of the clouds. It hit the grass in the yard and shot across in front of the car leaving a sort of inflating tail behind it on the grass. The tail trail started growing, curling into what looked like a long, white, twisted vine with thorns in it and I could clearly see that the it was sucking up things and feeding it into the tornado. I had to steer to my left to avoid the tornado, but now we were driving right for the tail. I wasn't sure if I should hit the gas and hope it was enough to break through the tail's grip or just sit there. I ended up hitting the breaks, and just before the weird tail hit us, it started deflating into the grass and disappeared.

I stepped out to access the damage and heard a voice crying for help. There was a very lovely woman lying in the grass, injured. She had brunet hair, deep blue eyes, and bright ruby-red lipstick. She was also wearing some sort of white gown. When I looked at her, I though "O.M.G. She looks like Lady Liberty!" Of course, I knew she could not be. I got the feeling she was some sort of queen and I owed her my allegiance for whatever reason, so I loaded her into the car and we took off again.

It was not long before we came across another tornado just like before. It ended up blocking our path and we really only had the option to sit and wait or drive off the cliff. I stopped the car and had my husband grab the two older boys, while I took the youngest and grabbed the woman's hand to run with her to safety. I had found a small crack near the cliff that I thought we could hide in, but we didn't make it. The woman's hand was yanked out of mine with such a huge amount of force that it caused me to fall back with my boy.

I watched as she flew off into the tornado. I didn't really know her, but I felt as though I had lost a close family member. The moment she hit the tornado, it died down and vanished... then I heard a low laughing.

A man dressed in a sort of weird black garb just came out of nowhere and walked up to me. He had some sort of pile of cloth on his head... like a sort of hat that folded down and covered his face. He had a matching body suit that covered nearly all of him except for his hands and feet. On his hands were black leather gloves and he wore black military boots that laced up midway to his knee.

I wiped the tears from my eyes and asked what had been so funny! Did he not see the queen had just been killed!? Though his face was covered, I could hear his smile as he talked. He said that he had been sent to kill her. He said She had to die before there could be a new order to the world.

Whatever that meant, it really gave me the creeps and I woke up sweaty and feeling a bit sick to my stomach.