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A lot of people from the town I grew up in and the place I live now we're on this big multi-floor boat. We were all having a great time in the little clicks that had formed. At some point in my dream the boat was upside down and crashing into the sand beach.
Originally I had been escorted into a hotel building that was being turned into a temporary hospital, but then I heard they were running out of screechers. I jumped in to help make some make-shift screechers. I went back into the building and sat near the door they were bring people in through.
Then I smelled smoke but no one else noticed the same smell. I looked at the boat and saw a very small bit of smoke coming out the bottom (now top) of the boat.
Then suddenly without me actually moving myself I was in the doorway of the room with the fire and a man in a wheelchair. I closed the door behind me. I put all the stuff in the room that was not already on fire on the other side of the room away from the fire. Then I wheeled him into the room with the gas tanks which happened to be the room right next to the room that was on fire. Then I put towels around the door frame to block out the smoke and fire.
Somehow I cut a doorway into the side of the boat. I argued for quite some time with the guy that the wheelchair could be replaced and that I need to get him into the water and away from the boat. Eventually I gave up the jump ran and push the wheelchair out the doorway I had cut and tossed him into the water with his chair. I followed him out the doorway and into the water. Then I pulled him ashore and called someone over to assist him.
Everyone was saved. There were a lot of injured people but no deaths. Right after they got the last person away from the boat it blow up.
A/N:
The weird thing about this dream was that my Grandpa was still alive, but my mom and Grandma Betty were still dead. My cousin Devin was prepubescent, and I had great sense of smell and good eyesight.
Anyone who knows me knows I have terrible sense of smell, I'm almost blind, my Grandpa is dead, and my cousin Devin is in his 20s.
I have no clue how to make temporary screechers, I've never used power tools a day in my life. I've never rescued anyone from anything before.

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Strange Dreams Collection
ActionI'm starting to keep a journal of my dreams. I plan to post the ones I consider really weird here. Maybe we have had similar dreams. share your dream with me. P.S. :: this collection is completely unedited and unbetaed