A Dream Of End Times

The last remaining humans are living in an old abandoned Walmart. We do not venture outside the warehouse walls. I am here with my pet owl and my mom.

A ginormous figure with a powerful voice comes to us, claiming to be God. He is wise and strong and we all believe him. I see my mother bowing, so I bow. We all bow.

Later I glimpse the figure’s horns secretly by peaking around a corner. I feel a strong vibe of being unsafe in his evil presence.

I grab onto my owl’s feet and he flies upward. We break through the roof of the building and begin our search for the real God.

We fly over the raging ocean at night as flaming debris falls from the sky.


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