Lots of broken dream threads at first. Then I was chasing after a puppy. Darien/Mamochan from Sailor Moon was helping me. Only ... he was a real guy. Not a cartoon. Figures that since I can't find a decent real one ... I'd turn to a cartoon. So we were laughing and chasing after this puppy. Then Kat and my mom were chasing us. I told Darien something about them taking me back to the Caribbean. I told him I didn't want to go and he dragged me through someone's backyard and said he'd protect me.
Broken threads...

...Flash.

"Ever dreamt of the end of the world?"

I said that and then turned to my mom. My eyes had no shine in them. Just this blank stare. We were on my granparents' porch. You can see the ocean from there. It was windy but somehow ... everything was moving in slowmotion. My eyes were still in a blank stare. Then everything was washed in red. A tint. Over everything. Then this plane flew overhead and little parachutes fell out. Floated down. Blue. They were blue. Color was back. The red tint was gone. Small boxes. The parachutes were attached to these small boxes. And as the boxes touched the ground ... and the parachutes crumpled around them ... they opened up. Automatically. White cubes of powder were inside.

I squinted and tried to figure out what was going on. Then paratroopers stormed down. We ran inside and locked all the doors and windows. I heard them running around outside. Saying they'd have to use force if we didn't surrender. They started breaking in. Then this weird soft white light was sorta surrounding me. I fell to my knees and prayed to God to protect my family but not myself. I just kept whispering the words, "Protect them. Not me. Protect them. Not me."