This is another end of the world dream. And I will say that I'm not religious by any means. But I dreamed last night that the world was ending by flood. I never specifically said it was ending but this is how it went:
It was completely dark outside, with a few street lamps glowing since it was an urban setting. Water was rushing all over the streets filling small buildings. I was with my father, who despite the world ending, decided that he wanting to come pick me up to go skiing. So I spent the entire bit of that dream leaping across buildings and up on tall metal pillars to escape the flood. All the world was abandoned. I saw very few people, and my father and I would take refuge in beautiful abandoned homes overnight. There was one very significant part that really struck me. We were in the large house on the third floor where the flood hadn't hit. My dad had made a bed for me on the floor next to the dining room. He hung a sheet across the opening into the dining room. I peeked in because I saw lights, and there were sitting on an old oak computer desk, like 15 lamps that lit up the room. It gave me this wonderful feeling, after feeling so sad and dismal with all the darkness and rain.
After that it launched into a chase dream. I called my mother because I forgot underwear? She came and we went to a hardware store. There we picked up several things. And as we were standing on an aisle, about to leave, this tall man comes up. He stands across from me. Asking me questions and sort of creeping me out. Every time I would take a step back he would step forward. Finally I felt so threaten that I walked around him to my mother and told her that we had to run. The check out line was full so we stole everything we had in our hands and ran out to the car. We thought we were safe until (this is the weird part) we were heading down a road, and behind us we saw this big white dog following us. It was running in and out trying to not look suspicious. The dog got slightly ahead of us and stopped in a church parking lot. As we drove passed I saw it's face. It was standing on two legs and was not a dog. It was the man in the hardware store dressed as a white fluffy dog. Although comical it was also terrifying at the time. I told my mother who it was. And we hoofed it to another abandoned house where two of my closest friends waited inside on a giant blow up slide. We watched quietly as the man in the white fluffy suit approached the door. I kept telling my mom to call the cops but she wouldn't. It resulted in the man coming in with a knife. He told all of us to lie down. Everyone did, but me. He took me by the neck. I yelled at him. There was no fear in my voice. I just told him that it was not okay. And that he needed to leave. He left. He just walked away. I woke up feeling like I killed him though. It was a strange dream.