Aug 12, 2006 10:49
i was driving home in my truck and looked straight in front of me and there was a massive lightning storm going on. strikes and strikes by the minute. it felt in the dream that i was driving from chico to gridley on highway 99. but when i reached my destination, gridley was now placed in the mountains.
i kept driving because the i knew the storm would pass. the sun had come back out and then i had to suddenly stop because in front of me was a mangled mess of rock, vehicles, and bodies piled two stories high.
i was the first to arrive and saw the devastation and at first couldn't believe what i saw. i didn't look in the vehicles because i automatically knew the people were dead. some were hanging out the windows and such.
all of a sudden i was atop the mess didn't realize it. the town was next to me and i remember seeing an old man and having a conversation. he was very non-challant (sp?) about the whole thing that was below us.
emergency crews got to the sight and i had to move my truck because it was in the way. i left and went an alternative route to try and get home.
i remember telling people the story and they didn't seem to care. the blood and the death meant nothing. and my fears of seeing it meant nothing.