Storms

13th October 2012

I found myself on a beach with a group of other people.  There was a beach football match going on and I had been picked to be one of the subs. As I was sat on the bench talking to the guy next to me,  I noticed it was getting visibly darker, the person next to us looked up and out towards the ocean. I could see his face visibly drop and he rushed into the building to our immediate right. Without following his gaze, I quickly followed him into the building and he pushed the door closed behind me as I entered.

It wasn’t until the door was closed and I was facing back outside toward the sea that I realised just what he had seen. The sky was so dark it was almost black, the approaching storm was already on top of us. The windows buffeted as the wind hit the building, closely followed by the thumping of heavy hail. There were a couple of other people in the room, one female and at least two other males.

As the storm became worse, my uneasiness began to drop. The building was holding up just fine and I started to relax. The building was similar to a classroom. Desks and chairs all in rows facing the front. There were two large windows with vertical blinds next to the door and the door itself had a window in the top half. From what I could see, there were no other windows.

As the storm began to ease and the hail stopped, we made a move for the city. I went with the female, who seemed to be part of a group with me. As the dream progressed, I began to understand that these violent storms were a result of environmental changes that had lead people to band together to help each other with storing supplies and general safety. These groups could be as violent as the storms and strangers were often untrusted.

I was walking with the female up some stairs as another storm threat made itself known. I told her to seek shelter as I had seen someone that appeared to need help. As I approached the spot, the person had disappeared. A small spattering of rain and hail was falling as I made my way back, the female was now in one of our shelters with a male. They kept opening the steal shutters of the garage door to see if I was approaching. I caught it as they were closing and entered. I tried to seal the door behind me, worried one of the males would attempt to get in. The doors refused to seal and I asked the other male to help me stand on the lip of the door to stop it being raised up.

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