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Had an intense dream last night, of being in 'midtown' area (New Yorkish, but could have been anywhere, really-)on a clear bright day, when a giant yellow rocket-plane thing with a red sigil in a white circle on the side, suddenly appeared and evidently bombed an area about a mile away. There were huge clouds of white smoke in the sky (but not gusting down the streets, a la 9/11-) and everyone just stood stunned, realising that thousands must have been killed. The rocket flew off, and another identical one appeared,and repeated the attack, this time with everyone yelling and pointing. Before it had finished a third one flew in, bombed,flew away, and that was it. Everyone went quiet again, and there was a horrible feeling of loss and doom for a moment...After that everyone just started bustling about grumpily, wondering how the hell to get home (providing one still had a home-) without public transport, etc.
That calls for an Al Pacino-style WHOOO-Ha! exclamation, if you know what I mean. Well unnerving. Guess I've been reading too much Doomsday Cult stuff.