Ok...I'll start you off with one (notice the time of posting? insomnia kicked in). Somebody give me one of these:
to knock me out.
Lake Ontario is a 1 min walk from where I live. Across the lake is Buffalo, New York.
Every once in a while I have these re-occurring dreams/nightmares concerning tidal waves emmenating from the lake.
It begins with what I call a 'bad feeling' in my gut. I keep thinking to myself, "Oh No...here we go again...I remember this...got to wake myself
up or I'm going to get that 'terror feeling".
I'm standing on the shore of lake Ontario, walking around the beach, when all of a sudden I see the water that was lapping up to the sands edges, get
'sucked out' towards the middle of the lake.
I keep thinking to myself, 'something happened over on the other side of the lake to make that happen'.
As I'm watching the water draining out, off in the distance I see what appears to be a column of water...I'm talking HUGE tall waves. The size of 20
ft. apartment buildings, and these babies are travelling at a tremedous volocity!
Many times I would wake up before the waves amassed; other times I would wait and see what would happen when the waves hit. For the most part, I just
pull myself out of the nightmare before the scene unravells to it's fullest.
I have managed to take a glimpse of the end results though; only a few times as it REALLY scared the 'you-know-what' out of me.
What happens at the end of my dream is something else I have to say.
The people I saw in my dream (noone I would recognize when I'm awake)are scrambling for higher grounds. Some make it, some don't.
The ones that went for their cars were the crazy ones (I called them that in my dream because I knew they wouldn't stand a snowball's chance in hell
to make it out fast enough).
The smart ones headed for the nearest tallest buildings and went straight up to the top floors. A sporting chance I suppose.
When the water came in, and did its toll, it took a long while for it to recede (come to think of it, I can't remember if it receded at all?)
What happened next was just as amazing...
The people that did survive the onslaught could look down below the water (at this time it was not murky but very clear) and they could see houses,
cars, street lights, that were under the water.
Sleep is finally tapping me on the shoulder and I've got work to do.
Have a good sleep (or at least try to LOL)
I look forward to reading your dreams as well.