The Shockwave Through the Glass

Dream recorded: 10/15/2026

Before the dream, hours before this entry, I woke up in a panic, in a sweat, drool, sweat all down my neck and face, and something was in my room.

It freaked me out, and I turned on my TV, and I said, “What the fuck?”

And then my TV just cut off, and I was yelling, “What the fuck?”

And I was looking for my remote again, and I cut my TV back on.

Nothing was in my room.

It took me a good 30 minutes to calm down from that.

I don’t know what the fuck that was.

IDK why I was sweating so much. I had my fan on. I normally don’t sweat when it’s on.

I was in this huge, beautiful home with an ex, someone I never thought I’d ever see again.

We were staying together, or he was staying there, but we were not getting along at all.

I think it was one of my exes.

He was talking on the phone to someone and asked for me to hang up the phone.

But I don’t think this was actually him.

I think my brain used him, used his face.

The guy kept changing faces.

But we were together.

I had my kid, but he looked younger, like almost a baby.

Someone called from an old phone, like a dialing phone, not a cell phone, and the ex asked for me to hang up because he was gonna say something private, and I did.

I listened.

I hung up, but the phone let me hear what he was saying.

He was talking about how annoying I was and how he wanted to get out of here and how unattractive I’ve gotten.

So I obliged.

I didn’t even explain anything.

I just started packing my things, getting my kid, and I got into the car.

He started running out like, “Where are you going?”

And I said, “I heard everything.”

And he was trying to get me to stay, and I was like, “Why would you want me to stay when you just told that person on the phone how you felt about me?”

He kept chasing me all over the house while I was trying to get things.

Like he did not want me to leave, but I so clearly heard him say he wanted to leave.

I needed to leave.

He was literally talking shit about me.

I was flabbergasted that he wanted me to stay, but I was not going to stay.

I got the car running.

This was a luxury, very nice car.

And I told him, “I’m leaving. I’m not staying.”

I put the car seat in the car.

I couldn’t find my kid, though.

And I looked out the window, and that’s when the point of view changed.

A huge thing grabbed me, a beast, gorilla, I think.

Then I was in this area.

There was a guy and the thing that grabbed me, this beast, almost gorilla-size.

It was huge.

I think it might have been a damn gorilla.

Or it was wearing a suit that looked like one.

There was something coming, and we were trying to split up from my family and get me away.

We thought we got away from it.

We were in something high in the sky, like a plane’s point of view, but it was a huge window, a window the size of the front of whatever this was we were in, maybe a spacecraft.

The beast grabbed me and looked out the window, and this long missile or asteroid or something, like a fireball, yellow at the front with a tail, came through the atmosphere.

But when you looked out the window, it was like we were above the clouds, but we could see cities.

And it hit.

And I asked, “Where did it hit?”

And he said, “Run.”

There were other military people running.

I could see all these people, not with us, maybe below.

My POV changed to just seeing them, trying to fucking escape from all over.

We finally made it through while running.

Something huge is gonna happen.

It almost felt like a movie.

I don’t know if it was a missile, an asteroid, or what.

It was a long light.

It looked like a shooting star, but it hit near and far from us, and we ran like hell because it was coming.

It didn’t hit us, but near, but like also far.

The trajectory of that little missile sky thing was making everything near its contact point blow up, but you could see the destruction and everything escalating and getting closer to us.

I saw another POV, castle-like, top of a military base as high as the clouds, like us.

IDK what we have on Earth that high without needing oxygen.

Maybe we were somewhere else.

The men in that cloud-high base were in uniform, like Earth.

They were jumping out but turned to ash.

They didn’t make it.

There was nowhere for them to run.

So we kept running.

This thing we were in was like a hub for more people, almost an airport-like setting.

We ran so fast, and we wound up downstairs.

There was no chance to run down the stairs.

There was this, like, slide thing.

It wasn’t even stairs.

It was like a decoration for the stairs.

So I took that, and it was metal, wide enough.

It was smooth, and I was sliding and hitting bumps over it.

And finally I made it to the end.

I barely got over this kiosk desk area, and it hit the glass.

When I got over the kiosk, time slowed.

The aftershock was coming.

I could feel it.

I knew I was going to use the wind, the gravity, the shockwave from the bomb explosion, because I knew it was coming, to push me through the doors.

And it did.

I put my feet together like a dart, covering my head, and went straight through the doors.

The beast was running and grabbed me, and we kept running.

Then I woke up.

This was a very high-recall dream.