Orange Glow
I had been stumbling around in the dark just behind a woman who I knew. The power had just gone off and we were searching for the fuse box which was just beside the exit. There were no windows down here and it was laid out like a shopping mall. Different areas were fenced off and it had that slightly stale smell you find underground. After a while we kept seeing a sort of shadow closing doors ahead of us, it looked like someone else was wandering about, but we didnt shout so as not to wake the people huddled in the darkened rooms to either side of us. The shadowy figure seemed to be going the same way we were so we followed until we finally found the double doors leading to the outside, there was a strange orange glow coming from the two rectangular panes. Opening the heavy fireproof door very carefully and quietly, we slipped outside and walked up the stairs. At the top I stood in awe, struck silent as terror enveloped me.
The night sky was full of vapor trails lit up orange-red from fires in the distance. As I stood gaping at the scene a whistling whine screeched over head and a missile arced gracefully in our direction. A long way up it burst with a wave of noise and split into 8 different bombs that spidered their way to the ground.
The person that had been in front of us in the dark was on his knees, sobbing and heaving with a phone pressed to his ear. He heard us approaching and turned saying, “It’s North Korea, they’re destroying everything.”
- I woke up shivering and sweating from that dream and all that kept flashing through my mind was “Prophetic dream!! Prophetic dream!!”. Annoyingly, where I live there tends to be an orange glow from the street lights so I had a complete freak out once I was fully awake.
I don’t know if these sorts of stories/dreams are well received on Tumblr or if it’s all TL;DR. I usually have a couple per night though and I love sharing them, if anyone is interested in reading them.
(Source: pineapplelime)
