All my life I had vivid dreams and they always ended up happening. They weren't that important like one that had me going into someone's house and meeting a person. The next day we met the same person and the next week we went into his house and it was just as I saw it in the dream.
That's not what I want to discuss. What I want to discuss is my current dream which takes place about fifteen or twenty years in the future. It started out inside a laboratory where there was panic after a top secret disease's closed vial broke and escaped from the island then there was a time laps and I saw children playing in the ocean.
The children passed away and their parents got infected, the parents had a strong immune system so it just caused aggression and uncontrollable rages. Then there was another time laps and then I saw my self and I went into my point of view I realized that me and the other survivors needed to get out of the country.
I gathered up some of the non-infected and bought a lot of rafts. I blew them up and got every one one board the rafts. I saw an island with a tower and when I was about to get on the island there was an explosion blowing me onto the island I was barely able to move, and out of my blurred vision I saw people coming out in hazmat suits shooting all of them except me and this one woman.
They took me into the building along with her and I hit one in the face and dragged the other survivor out a window into the water below and when we were swimming to where they left the rafts when everything went black.
When I woke up I was tied to a stretcher but my forearms were not restrained. They said I need an operation before I could leave, I saw them giving the woman anesthesia and I said OK and I had to take the glass out of my arm before I could get the anesthesia so I did and the dream ended when the anesthesia started pumping into my blood.