My recurring dream/vision has been with me for over a year now. This is not "just a dream". It feels like an OBE out of time and in the future. And it is frightening in it's intensity. I had different ones before 9/11.
I am in a landscape of greys.....the trees are bare and look burned, the water under my feet is poisoned and I dare not step in it as I cross the stream before me, balancing on rocks to avoid touching it. Everyone's clothes are tattared, torn and worn...no color anywhere. A black mist hangs in the air and the cloud cover above me looks abnormal as well. No sunlight can get through. Ash on the ground.
I walk towards tents with crowds milling around them and lines are forming. Military type people are outside of them and they ask me my profession. I tell them I'm a nurse, thinking I can help. They tell me I can by being the "gatekeeper" and shepherding the people into the tents, where they will be euthanized by injection. They say it's a noble cause in this world, and I'm horrified to find the people are anxious and willing to die. The dream ends with me crying as I guide each family into the tent, and listening to them thank me. I just want to scream at the people who caused this to happen and the sadness and tears bring me back from the vision. I don't just "wake" up....I actually feel like I've "hit" the bed, returning from somewhere or time. Which is a sign I'm dreamwalking in the realms....something that my father always did and I also do. Some use another name to describe it, such as an OBE.