Just woke up from a nap. Dreamt mysterious people in dark robes with their faces covered conjuring giant waves of blood which were alive and willingly destroying a city. Pillars of blood smashing buildings, top of the wave separating from it, making a 2D plane and pancaking people. I died again and again, my consciousness going from people to people. Before that I dreamt of persecution. I was fleeing from cultists converting unwilling people via stabbing the left eye with a device.
And now I read this.