My last was a tornado, I was holding on for dear life. I could feel the wind sucking me up, the debris, smell the rain. It was so bad I woke up…

And like I said in the other post the dream started right up as soon as I fell asleep. That tornado passed, I tried to find shelter and another came thru. I was in a wrecked mechanics garage between a classic C10 and holding on yet again for dear life to a car lift…

Oh wait that was 2 and 3 tornadoes, there was the near miss in the grocery store earlier. I hid under an old school checkout stand.

I’m glad you found a pole in your dream. I would have killed for a cellar in mine.