I suppose I should tell you the story.
My name is Trevor, I am 25 years old, i live in San Bruno, California.
To the story... It was july 30th, We were preparing for a strike on the terrorist headquarters in california, it started off badly, they weren't there, but they left a message that in 10 minutes our families homes would explode. we rushed out of there as quickly as we could. I ran 15 to 20 mph, I was booking it. As time counted down, i didn't get there fast enough. I got there 2 minutes after.
Suddenly get a phone call. it i a blocked number, only my team-members and my wife know this number. I hear her voice coming to me over the phone. Suddenly I wake up and realize I must've dozed off. I am in my bed and everything is fine. It was just a dream. I have had many like it since the war.
