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At the start of the events in the dream, I was lying on the floor on some kind of bed of fortune with a plastic sheet over my body in order to protect myself from rain falling down on me, as it happened to be able to reach the place I was in somehow — a rather dark place which looked semi-indoor semi-outdoor like inside a balcony, lit by a pale and wide overcast sky light.

The rainy weather then started to build in strenght and violence — and all of a sudden, everything around me turned upside down like through a tornado, or rather a « hurricane » — which was the weather event and the precise term that I had in mind all throughout the dream ; « Ouragan » in French — that was forming all around me and the house I found myself in, hence spinning on itself with a frightening force, it’s furnitures thrown left and right on the walls.

The house was carried away by the hurricane and was now flying in the air — it was in fact like a cube-shaped bungalow or a small single-room house with an entry door that I could somehow open to see what was happening on the outside in spite of the intensity of the event and the fact that the structure was way above the ground, yet somehow flying in a stable enough way like a wind-powered vehicle of fortune.

From here, I could see a foggy landscape created by the heavy rain, like inside a valley with several ranges of traditional American houses in the distance — all of them intact — through the natural and wavey environment where I witnessed only one or two people walking outside among the deserted streets — which was also strange since the gravity of the situation implied that it was dangerous to be on the ground in spite of the apparent absence of causalties. Still, the atmosphere was incredibly eerie and somewhat heavy.

While I was inside the flying house witnessing the outdoor scenery, the vision of a female news anchor came to me : Apparently the events were taking place in America (I’m French currently in Italy), specifically from the center-east up to the state of New York — exactly towards the median center of population or demographic center of gravity, according to Google.

Her expression and tone in her voice were calm and formal, yet dire and grave, in fact speaking of a cataclysmic national event : She mentionned the number of sixty-four thousand causalties or deaths apparently caused by the ongoing events. I also remember that after that piece of information, she mentionned the fact that terrorist cells were taking advantage of the situation — I don’t remember how or in which parts of the country, or perhaps the world even, since it could have been not limited to the U.S. for that part according to the sentiments I had about it, as if leaders of other countries were animated and concerned by the events happening here at least.

After that, there was a panel of witnesses or survivors talking about their experience on the ground in their areas — and strangely enough, the first who spoke was the one I was supposed to be or have taken the role of and location in the dream, altho I didn’t see myself physically as everything was happening through a subjective point of view, but it was some average blond guy in his fourties with a blue shirt like some kind of office worker or computer guy — some stereotypical American citizen, I suppose — whose appearance was only presented as a picture, like speaking over a phone. Yet I don’t remember what he told since the dream ended shortly thereafter.

Some possible interpretation : The fact that the outdoor scenery I found myself in was not affected or damaged by the hurricane, in spite of my own space being carried away by it, seem to indicate that the violence of the events were not the result of a weather one, the later acting like a metaphor or indirect indication of something else. In French, the term « Ouragan » for Hurricane can be used to talk about any strong or cataclysmic element or factor, like « Ouragan d’émotions » (Hurricane of emotions) — most likely likewise in English and other languages. Hence, a « Violent hurricane » could be a metaphor for a « Hurricane of violence ».

Note : It was raining outside when I woke up, but the gravity and weight of the events and the specific informations given in the dream seem to have indicated something way outside that mere meteorological situation.

Post Scriptum

On 27th of September, the hurricane Helene hit the exact area I saw in the dream : The center-east toward the median center of population (Indiana) ⇱, from Florida to Illinois. (I wrote New York in my text but I don’t know American geography so well since I’m not American, and I confounded New York and Chicago since both cities are next to large water areas, but it was toward lake Michigan, not the very north-east where New York is.)

➤ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hurricane_Helene

The fact that I felt that I was the first witness at the end of the dream is kind of interesting since the dream predicted the hurricane, it’s precise location (around Tennessee / Kentucky where it faded towards) and it’s gravity, altho no floodings or even damages were visible, but an indication of a mass causalties event given (« 64.000 victims »).

There’s a few things I forgot to describe in the text :

— The female news anchor was a brown-haired woman, rather old like in her 60s. She was wearing a red costume and had a « vintage » look.
— The portion of the U.S. map that I saw while she was speaking was akin in design to the ones on weather channels, rather than a satellite view with greens for the rural areas and greys for the urban areas. The area was zoomed enough so the Atlantic Ocean on the East wasn’t visible, neither the Gulf of Mexico on the south where the hurricane came from.

Otherwise since I know nothing about hurricanes and didn’t know they could go this deep on dry land, and altho it was raining down on me at the start of the dream, indicating a meteorological event in a more literal way than I thought, I took the one of the dream as a metaphor for another type of violence — so much so that it took some hours for me to make the obvious relation between the dream and the hurricane.