I stand at an upstairs window with others (strangers) & point out 2 dark, smokey-looking revolving spirals against a mountain side; I am not sure whether they are tornados. Suddenly they are upon us; debris is flying against the window & the wind is howling. In the street below I see a huge, strange looking white "fire-engine". The air is acrid, I can hardly breathe. Someone says "they" have leaked radioactive gas. The white vehicle slowly drives out of sight.
I am left alone as the others rush off, & I busy myself washing a big, square plastic-covered seat in the middle of the room, to make it "safe for the children". I am wheezing & gasping, & aware I will soon die.
I awake with burning pains in my nose, chest & throat, which lessen as I move.
NOT a pleasant dream!
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