I have to write it down, just in case it might come true (I'm joking) and before I forget, I fell asleep from 1 ish to 2 ish during the day. I'm working on this show that follows around a man. And the host looks exactly like him. Everyone in the audience are members of the guy's family and friends and everyone is dead. I'm operating the camera and following him around. He starts going nuts. Suddenly we're on a beach and everyone from the crowd is slowly waking up. We walk across the beach to a gymnasium type place, and in there is a giant pool in the center. Everything is frozen over and there is a giant tidal wave coming to hit us, everything is in panic. In the pool are a couple of small boats. I gather the oars and throw them to the boats.
A bunch of us are getting them ready to leave. I'm wearing a bubble vest similar to Marty Mcflys. But when I get in the pool its like a life jacket (bttf reference). I cant swim with it on. I have to dive for a piece of rope. For some reason it was a key component for one of the boats to work. Me and this random guy start working together. We're fixing one of the boats. Everyone else leaves in the boats. We saved one boat for us, but we saw that someone that was living in the building across from us had a boat in the place he was living. He was living in the wreckage of an airplane that crashed into the sideof the building. It was hanging on by threads and would fall off at any moment. We worked our way to the place. and we got there and helped him take the boat out by pulling off panels of the airplane. As we were working, we heard a commotion. We looked over to our boat and there were hundreds of people wanting to get rescued. They were all tryin to get on a small boat that only four or five people could fit. I was angry at first but then i was like "theyre idiots" I understood that if we had tried to leave then that would have been us. almost 40 people fell into the freezing water. the place started rumbling. I thought it was the wave but we still had time. I'm not sure what happened next because this was one of the first times my dream switched out of first person view. it showed a title screen of the arctic melting. and it said 2010.
I'm in the room of a friend from my childhood. He lived in the basement of his house and it was flooded with water. it was converted for the entire family to stay there cause it was stockpiled with food and supplies that been water damaged or had rotten away. I go to his younger sisters room. She was a few years younger than me. I look at all her things and on her dresser was a note on top of a small stack of poloroids. The note read, "please forgive me for what ive done".. I pick up the photos and flip through them. one of her as i remembered her as a kid. one of her and a friend, her partying, a picture of her smoking weed. a picture of her laying on the ground laughing. and then i found a picture of her chest deep in water. I stared at it for a moment and the image suddenly came to life. she was chest deep into water and she was holding two shotgun shells in her hands. She looked at me, smiled, placed the shells in her mouth and bit down on them with her canines acting like firing pins. boom. i looked away, and placed the photos back in order and put them back in their place.
I stepped out of the room and walked across the hall. I opened a door and a large black dog started barking at me. I was friendly to it and it calmed down and started wagging its tail. I started following me, I was her new master...then i woke up.
