The Dream

All I can really remember is the end.  I was walking through a forest, and there was something going on, something big and serious, as in globally big and serious.  I stepped into a cabin, and there was a group of indiscernible people sitting around, I think on benches in front of a fireplace.  And, call me crazy, but I think Darth Vadar was there.  He was sort of at the center of everything, and he was focusing on a large, roundish object, and everyone was focusing on him.  It was very much an intriguing yet indifferent "What the hell's going on?" sort of moment.  I don't know if I was really there or just a ghost of a person, or if anyone could see me or knew I was there, but I just was sort of hovering and waiting, like I'd just casually walked in on something out of the blue.  Tension started building, and I think we all knew or at least thought we knew what was happening or going to happen.  The round object was some sort of bomb.  I remember trying to prepare myself for what was going to happen.  I remember I became very aware of how I was breathing, and I was taking very deliberate breaths, like I knew something was coming.  Then suddenly there was an immense, growing, rushing sound and feeling, like all the world and its people was being pulled through me and towards the bomb.  Everything was slowly getting white and brighter.  I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to hold myself steady.  The rushing feeling, I can't get over it.  I've never felt anything like it.  I knew the world was going to implode on itself and then explode out.  The rushing kept building and building, and then there was a moment of total awaiting silence, and a catastrophic explosion burst out and through me and everything.  Everything flashed white.  The strange thing here was that it was like everything was gone for just a split second, but I could still see it all; the cabin and the people were gone, but I think I was still somehow in the forest.  Somehow I still existed.  I remember seeing some sort of outline, and someone or something blue.  Then I became aware that I was alone in space, the world was gone, and I looked around for a half a second and could see only black space and stars, and worried how I was going to breathe.  That's when I woke up hyperventilating and whimpering.  And I was only sort of scared.  And something else that was made known to me, was that I was the bomb.