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The dream began standing with a couple of people and speculating about what the military plane was doing, flying above the nearby city. Thoughts were primarily that it was part of a terrorism drill, and then it dropped the bomb, ie nuked the city. Apparently the plane was sent by distant aliens as a preemptive strike against us. The dream now cut to the alien leaders berating the pilot for allowing the humans to determine their location based on his return path.
That was the last of the aliens in this dream. The remaining time was spent traveling and experiencing the world after these nukes. It was bitterly cold and I talked with others about whether the birds outside would survive the night. And I was trying to figure out where I'd live / work.
Sources: program on Doolittle's Raid, one on development of Jets (thus the previous post), time spent playing Crimson Skies over the weekend, plus further unknowns
That was the last of the aliens in this dream. The remaining time was spent traveling and experiencing the world after these nukes. It was bitterly cold and I talked with others about whether the birds outside would survive the night. And I was trying to figure out where I'd live / work.
Sources: program on Doolittle's Raid, one on development of Jets (thus the previous post), time spent playing Crimson Skies over the weekend, plus further unknowns