Had a real bad dream. The kind that feels prophetic but you really hope it isn't, or that it's only a warning.
I was in a seedy town staying in a motel. A gang that lived there had started breaking all the locks on the doors and mugging guests each night. I escaped by having a revolver.
In the dream I was traveling along with a woman and her child. Everyone was running from radioactive dust storms. We were driving a large 16 wheeler truck going fast, neglecting to repair it.
Like a Mad Max wasteland everywhere. The last part we were going down a steep hill towards a lake or the ocean, going too fast and our breaks gave out, so the woman steered towards the water last minute to avoid crashing into rocks. The last moment I was holding the child and thinking "oh shit, this isn't good" as the truck hit the water.
Lots of doom in the aether it seems.
