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02-10-2017, 10:09 AM
(This post was last modified: 02-10-2017, 10:12 AM by Windy.
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First scene, I see flocks of bird, the first flock is of blackbirds or crows. I am in the midwest and the birds are flying over a cornfield. The birds suddenly fall from the sky. I get freaked out about there being a flu or something in the air and I run into the farm house.
Next scene, I am sitting in a park on a bench in a major city, the layout looks like the downtown financial district of San Francisco, Ca. There are pigeons on the ground in front of me cooing and walking around bobbing their heads, suddenly birds start hitting the ground like bombs. The rest of the pigeons try to fly away but start jerking and convulsing, most dye quickly. I jump to my feet and run away.
Last scene, I am sitting on a beach and I can hear the sound of the seagulls fighting over food. The long screeching sound of the seagulls flying above and all around me. My eyes are fixed on the sun as it is setting into the water. The light looks like a golden disc. The sky turns gold and pink. I am watching the wavy colors of gold and orange dance on the waters surface as if in a daze I can not seem to look away.
I hear a thud, and then a few more, my attention is now on the thudding noises, which turns out to be seagulls, laying dead all around me on the rocks and the beach. There is an albatross, and a California Condor, all birds of all shapes and sizes are falling dead where ever they are. I begin to cry uncontrollably.
I yell out "MAKE IT STOP"... I feel myself being gently rocked awake. I open my eyes expecting to see someone standing at my bedside waking me, but no one is there. I am alone.
Next scene, I am sitting in a park on a bench in a major city, the layout looks like the downtown financial district of San Francisco, Ca. There are pigeons on the ground in front of me cooing and walking around bobbing their heads, suddenly birds start hitting the ground like bombs. The rest of the pigeons try to fly away but start jerking and convulsing, most dye quickly. I jump to my feet and run away.
Last scene, I am sitting on a beach and I can hear the sound of the seagulls fighting over food. The long screeching sound of the seagulls flying above and all around me. My eyes are fixed on the sun as it is setting into the water. The light looks like a golden disc. The sky turns gold and pink. I am watching the wavy colors of gold and orange dance on the waters surface as if in a daze I can not seem to look away.
I hear a thud, and then a few more, my attention is now on the thudding noises, which turns out to be seagulls, laying dead all around me on the rocks and the beach. There is an albatross, and a California Condor, all birds of all shapes and sizes are falling dead where ever they are. I begin to cry uncontrollably.
I yell out "MAKE IT STOP"... I feel myself being gently rocked awake. I open my eyes expecting to see someone standing at my bedside waking me, but no one is there. I am alone.