This is the dream that I woke up from yesterday. I think my dream started out here at home. My mother was with me and it was evening time. We were looking out the window and mom was sharing some ideas about how to deter an intruder should they try to come through these windows. I remember looking out the windows and was drawn outside because there was more people out there than what there should be. We went outside to see what was going on and I noticed that the scenery outside wasn’t quite like that of what home should be. I thought this was a little strange because usually when I have a dream and the setting isn’t quite right I don’t notice this until after I wake up. But this time I was observing it in the dream. There was a certain amount of people walking around and driving though as if it were perfectly normal for so many to be there. In reality my road is typically very quiet and only occasionally traveled.
I looked around and noticed there was a very large and steep hill right in front of the house. As I observed this hill I became concerned because of there being a number of very large rocks on top of this hill right over the house. I mean these were like huge boulders, more than capable of crushing the house should they come falling down. While I was observing them the verse came to my mind about how in the day of the Lord men would be hiding themselves beneath rocks, begging that these rocks would fall down on them and hide them from the face of the Lamb.
As I began to look around some more I realized I was seeing a lot more than what I should be able to see. Mom was still with me and she was seeing them too. We were pointing things out to each other as we looked around. We could see images of various world landmarks all around us. I can’t remember what they all were, but I know that a few were from the United States. The ones I remember for sure was the statue of liberty. Another I saw and I said liberty building, I'm not sure if there is actually anything called liberty building. I’m thinking it was supposed to be the Freedom Tower that they are constructing in New York. The thing is every single landmark we saw was in ruin. Then I saw an image of a baby being held by its mother, mom saw it as two babies side by side because this is what she said to me in my dream. But we both saw a look of sadness on this baby's face.
Suddenly I’m in this building. I realize that I’m with a small group of people, but they aren’t in there with me. They are outside somewhere. We have contacts with other groups. I think we are preparing to meet up with one. While I’m in there this communication device starts ringing or buzzing or something. It reminded me of a fax machine at first, except it had a handset to answer it and you could speak through it like it was a radio. While this was ringing I had in mind one of my contacts who was a police officer. She was one of the group we were supposed to meet. While this radio or whatever it is keeps ringing I keep trying to turn it off. Every time I think it’s disconnected, it just starts ringing again. I keep disconnecting it over and over again, and it just keeps ringing. At one point during this I receive a voice mail on my phone. So I listen. I hear the voice of the police officer amid a lot of static saying that they wouldn’t be meeting with us. They got hit and they all died. She even said she died! I’m thinking to myself, "What? What do you mean you died? You’re leaving me a voice mail." I realize at this time it was this same thing that was trying to come across on the radio I kept trying to disconnect. Then I have a second voicemail. This time there is still static, but I can here her a little bit better. Again she says that her group was hit and they all died. But then she says that there was another group that was hit as well and they all died. She mentions another person who was killed. This person is someone I remember from youtube. She is a member of the military and the thought in my mind was a realization that she was our military contact. She then goes on to tell me information directly from God Himself. I don’t remember all of it, but I got the impression there was something for us to do. I specifically remember her mentioning that God was putting His mark on us, what crossed my mind was that God was spiritually putting His seal upon our foreheads. There was more that was said, but it wasn’t much more and I don’t remember what it was. In my dream I broke down balling because of all the sudden death of these people who were my friends. I intended to alert the rest of my group once I recovered my composure. It was at this time that I woke up.
