Scary Tornado Dream

[tabular_rasa]

I had a sort of scary dream last night. Tiffany, Jessica, Jamie, Tiffany's mom, sister, and a friend of her sister's (basically, the group that went to DisneyWorld this January) were all going to Canada. For some reason (I never can justify/explain my dreams, lol . . . ) we decided to stop at this Thai festival the last day we were there. We were supposed to get back something like 2:00 am, and I was somehow supposed to catch a ride with Michellanne and Lisa down to school from Elkhart (who knows why they were in Elkhart . . . ), because it was close to the time to go back. Anyway, the Thai festival was beautiful, set on a mountain and with elaborate facades like temples and such, and lots of food. However, it starts to get windy and dark as night sets in. Then, of course, I see over everyone's shoulders as they're not paying attention an oncoming tornado peeking through some trees high up the hills near us. Diseregarding the physics of mountains, we know it is approaching, and there is no sirens, anything, because this sort of thin is apparently rare in dream!mountainous Canada. We all start freaking out and screaming, dashing for the little motel-like room we had rented to keep our stuff in for the day. I choose the closet as the safest place, and Tiffany, Jessica, and I fight over who gets to sit furthest away from where the tornado would hit, in the tiny closet. We end up Tiffany, Jessica, me, Mrs. Lent, Krissa, and her friend. We're all screaming and crying (except Mrs. Lent, because she is always so calm that I guess I can't even fathom her crying O.o) and bidding each other goodbye, as there is no hope, because we can already feel the building start to give way-- and the closet is just against an outer wall, anyway. Then, somebody's cellphone (or so I think) goes off-- it's playing Pachelbel's Canon (I remember this quite vividly). We can feel the building start to tear away-- the tornado is right upon us, of course-- and then the closet door flies off. We're stunned, clinging to one another, sure of our doom, and the tornado whips right through-- and we're fine.

Very bizarre.

Anyway, after that, it's already 3:25 am, so I've missed my ride-- and we discuss this on the way home rather than the tornado.

Comments

[tarmetiel.livejournal.com]

Hmm....

So you want to come up to Canada. And live through a freaky storm.

Cool.

Lol, you havn't been around my family enough to see my mom get pissed, man.

...What happened to Jamie???? She dissapeared...

[tabular-rasa.livejournal.com]

Yes, this dream is clearly wish-fulfilment! O.o

Lol . . .

I know-- I realized that after I woke up. It was like she got eaten by the storm O.o but then she was in the car when we drove back. I guess she just found a good hiding spot? O.o

[crazyaphrodite.livejournal.com]

That is a hardcore dream right there. Much more dramatic than any of mine ever tend to be. Makes sense, I'm not very dramatic. Anyway-- I love the Pachellbel's Canon bit, that's actually pretty cool. If I ever make a movie about a tornado, I am so using that, lol. And you will be given credit, of course. I'll cast you in my movie too :) Because I am now an aspiring film maker apparently.