I had a dream where I was a father of 4 who loved his wife dearly. He didn't have much money and they would all eat by a fire in the middle of their house. Then in like half a second an atomic bomb dropped on the city. I saw the explosion then passed out. When I woke up my hands were deformed as fuck. There were big warts and shit. I ran out on the street and the whole thing looked like hell. I was scared to death of the radiation. I ran up to one of the dead bodies and grabbed a phone. I called 911, nothing happened. It was the only thing I could do, to call 911. I ran in to the sewer because I knew it was encased in lead. I sat in like a fetal position in a pipe. I was safe and I stood there for hours, constantly dialing 911 and any numbers I could remember, then tons of radiation-filled green goo started shooting down the pipe, and I had to sit there. It pushed me back in to a wall and I was being choked on what looked like vomit, then woke up.
Like what the fuck is actually wrong with my brain.