This is the first time I've had a prequel dream. My earlier dream with a war of the worlds theme was unique to me in that it involved my son. I hardly ever dream about my family. In that dream the giant machines had returned, and I knew what that meant. In this dream, we were right in the middle of events prior to the return of the machines/aliens. So it was an earlier event, and this time my wife and youngest child were in it.
It started at our house. It was evening time, with a slight glow on the horizon. Must have been Summer or Fall, warm out, clear sky. We must have known something about the threat, because my we were looking for the signs of invasion. It started with a swirl of what appeared to be stars, which then formed more of a spiral, a loose spiral about as big as Orion's belt is across.
My wife grabbed my arm and pointed, look look, oh my god, they're coming here. We went in from the porch, and started shutting down all the electricity in the house. Just turning off lights and TV, running around trying to get everyone in the basement. My daughter was having a sleepover and the friend's mom was also with us. We all went scrambling to the basement, trying not to scare the kids. But there we were, lights out, in the basement, three adults and two children.
We kept watch at the windows and it wasn't long before a giant War of the Worlds machine appeared nearby. 100 feet tall or so, with three long spiderlike legs, impossibly thin, jointed with one knee, and tapering to points. Walking around on black needles like a spider. The top was shaped like a beetle or crab body, with a rounder front that sloped back to a wedge shape tail. It seemed to be searching for something. There was a spotlight where it's "mouth" was and it swung back and forth as it moved silently across our field of vision. There were tentacles, but only a couple and they were not doing much. Our terror grew just watching it, we hushed and moved away from the window. I stayed at an agle to watch it still, and a laser began to emit short bright bursts, yellowish light, and I could hear the booms from some kind of explosions. It was blowing up houses.
A this point I decided to get my revolver. I had hidden all my weapons recently, but had left a tool box with my revolver where I could get it. Only, in the panic, I went to the usual spot in the basement closet to find an empty shelf. I couldn't remember where I had hidden all the guns, and knew it was futile anyway because I put the pistol somewhere "handy", really hiding it from myself. Panic grew. I scrambled in the dark looking in all the logical spots, where did I put the dang toolbox? I also realized it would do me very little good to have a pistol in the face of such a monstrous and powerful machine.
The panic subsided as the machine stomped away. We looked outside to see several of them around in the distance, maybe 3 or 4 total. Walking around, searchlights, lasers, and distant explosions. At some point the scene fast forwards to me and my wife in a car, same time of day, evening falling, and the swirl appeared in the sky. Fear rising, we try to quickly drive back to our neighborhood, and by the time we got halfway there we were trying to avoid the machines again. The dream ends with us driving through mostly empty streets headed back to our house.

I had a dream last night that went like this.I was with a group of people in some kind of large institutional type building. It was supposed to be a combination of offices, housing, cafeteria, etc to service a complex immediately next to it. It was not 100% clear to me what this was, but from my understanding it was some kind of research type facility for something to do with high energy and it had some kind of nuclear reactor or something in it.This whole thing was located up somewhere high, like on a plateau in the mountains or some kind of mesa or something like that.When I arrived with this group of people the place was mostly deserted. We were to sort of mothball the place because it was supposed to be temporarily shut down. I had the impression it was being shut down for a period of months, as if it was occupied seasonally or something. There were a few people left, but it certainly was not staffed up to full capacity.So at one point we were in some kind of community room type area. I went down a long hall away from that room towards one of the exits for something. As I was going along I was thrown up into the air and hit the ceiling. For a split second I thought there had been an explosion. But instead of immediately falling, I lingered up near the ceiling briefly. Just for a moment, but long enough to know that something was up. When I got outside it happened again and I saw several people in the parking lot also momentarily suspended in mid-air.That was the end of it. But this seemed to be totally unanticipated by everyone involved and they all supposed that somehow the high energy facility was not shut down properly and somehow it must be the cause of this odd effect.

All I can recall I was going to sit down on a couch and woman tapped me on the shoulder. There were many people moving and busy all around. I heard this woman say to me Irene Hughes needs to tell me something.

Suddenly my husbands alarm for work went off and I opened my eyes wishing I could fall back to sleep instead of helping him get ready for work.

I grew up in the town over from where she use to have a house in Crete Illinois. I did live for a short time in Beecher where she was in a nursing home. I have never met Irene Hughes only surprise d to hear of her passing this past December 2012.

I am puzzled and a bit unnerved to this dream all together. Why I dreamed it for one. Wondering if I will ever find out what she wanted to tell me.

I am hoping someone could help me here.

Sincerely Hopeful,

Carla

it was the same nightmare, but more realistic after watching the preview of Brad Pitt's upcoming movie that has Zombies. can it be possible? did the stupid govt create God forbid something that could mutate beings, and why? to try to play God, to create something that nature hasnt - hello stupid theres obviously a reason. or is for, God help us, for military reasons, that never ever turns out right, lessons never learned obviously. NYC is the worst place, since we dont have guns to stop such anomolies in their track, it would over take our state that has the most population, hence the down fall of our country. the sicko scientists need to stop their crap, and get tested for their mental stability, no matter how academically genius they might be. A crazy person with power is plain ole dangerous, no matter how academically advanced they might be. A nut is a nut. So stop the crazy experiments and destroy every last thing before a nightmare becomes a reality.

in real life i am deafly afraid of Chucky the killer doll. In my dream i went to my school library and he was there climbing the shelves but he was kinda nice to me but mean to other people that walked in and he wouldn't talk but he would climb the shelves creepy like. that was all i remembered before i woke up!

I'm standing in the second story of a two story house I've never seen before. I'm with several other people, they feel like family, but I can't identify who. Walls are white, tan furniture, white cube end tables. Seems like a social gathering and a few people are holding drinks. As we're talking, there is a loud noise and it feels as if the house had been picked up and dropped. People are stumbling and falling on the floor and over the furniture.
I'm the first down the stairs with the rest following me. Stair railing is white. I come to a stop on the wooden floor and stare out a large bay window. The outside view looks almost like high desert -- dirt, scrub bushes, low vegetation, small hillocks. Farther out, the ground is collapsing in the center and coming together. Closer in, vibrations start, get bigger and suddenly the house is tilting 45 degrees right. End of dream. I wake up thinking "Cascadia" with no clue where that thought came from.

Had a dream last night where I was a participant (it seemed one of hundreds or even thousands) in a violent revolution that started in a large city somwhere which was accessable by tunnels (NYC?; lived there for almost a decade).
Dream started with people gathering with weapons and having a real disdain for the way they had been treated (feeling of being pushed aside or ignored). To most it seemed like a violent uprising was the only way to be heard. Fighting began in close quarters underground like a parking garage or tunnel that was also entrace/exit of the city. Poeple rebelling were plain clothes and those trying to contain were dressed as police or SWAT in mostly black with blue jumpers with body armor and helmets. Was there with my current girlfriend who I lost almost instantly, by death or separation I wasn't sure. Fighting lasted for a while wich resulted in a standoff followed by negotiation while the uniformed side tried to infiltrate covertly, were subsequently caught, disarmed and "marked" (although wasn't really clear on how the "marking" was done) with a warning not to return on pain of some kind of painful and drawn out death (which I did not have described, see, or hear tell of specifics). Eventually there were defectors from the poilice/military/militia uniformed side and and a sort of balance was made with the rebelling side keeping control of the city with little or no interference from the outside uniformed types.
That's pretty much all I remember. Awoke feeling like something was accomplished despite overwhelming odds.

I only remember looking over an ocean beach area, large rocks and cliffs cascading straight down to a small sandy beach. At some point the tide comes in, and never stopped. The next time I see the view, from the same spot, the beach is gone and the waves are half way up the rock face I am on top of. I'm not afraid, but it is startling to see that the ocean rose so high in a few short hours.

In this dream, I was going about in a city, doing business and having meetings. I was a business man in town for the culmination of some plans.

It was futuristic, in that everything was clean and modern. Cars drove themselves, auto-taxis if you will.

It was odd that I saw horse heads everywhere. I mean dead, cooked, horse heads. One street vendor had one turning and was stripping off flesh, like gyros sandwiches only the meat was a cooked, brown, skinless horse head.

The dream covered most of an afternoon of meetings, taxis, lunch, meeting, taxis, etc. At lunch in a restaurant at other tables, whole horse heads were brought out for the group to pick at. In all, I saw this about a dozen times, either up close or nearby.

It was 12/21/2012 again, or the minutes counting down to it. I was in an auditorium with a couple dozen people. The big transition 'event' was supposed to happen at 18:32 but that had come and gone. People figured oh well, nothing happened, guess there was nothing this 2012 stuff. But at 18:48, we looked out the window and a comet was passing by against a starry sky. Suddenly the sky lit up to bright twilight conditions, and we all felt an electrical buzz and burning sensation. Then a sharp pain hit our throats and we clutched at it. The whole thing felt like getting irradiated by an intense burst of gamma rays. I guessed it was a supernova burst or something. Our bodies went numb and we collapsed to the floor, and I died.
After a few seconds of blackness, I awoke staring at a frescoed ceiling in a nice resort building atop a mountain. I went outside and everyone else was there, and there was a celebratory feeling. We all had different bodies from before, so they didn't recognize me until I chose a name. An omnipresent booming friendly voice from above said, "Hello Antoine" and I protested that this wasn't my real name, and I almost forgot what my old real name was, but remembered and corrected him, and this voice greeted me with the new name. I walked around outside with sunshine and gardens and a feeling of accomplishment, shaking people's hands. It was like we just went through something important, survived it (well, we were dead in the old, but now alive in a new reality). So I figured that I had died and gone to heaven, and it wasn't so bad. The big event happened, just later than people originally assumed.