Dream #1
It was a hot night in a big city. The grid of the city was lit with yellow, orange, and red. The lights made the city look like it was on fire.
A flying saucer and an SR-71 crashed over the city. The flying saucer and the SR-71 were enormous, large enough to smash a couple buildings below them.
The SR-71, besides being much larger than usual, didn't look much different from a normal SR-71. The flying saucer had white plates all around its body, like heat tiles on a space shuttle.
The two craft lay tilted toward each other, making a shallow V-shape. I could see as if I were floating between the two craft and facing the cockpit of the SR-71. The cockpit was lifted just slightly. From under the cockpit pulsed a red light. There was a pulsing sound, possibly coming from both craft.
I knew that there was some danger with the SR-71, either that it had a nuclear bomb on board or that it was itself a nuclear bomb. Now that the two craft had crashed, the nuclear bomb was activated. The city was doomed.
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