Nuclear Rain

I was in a city.

My friends and I were walking around in a downtown area. We knew that there was a chance of a nuclear war with Israel so we were already kind of on edge, but we were just having some fun downtown. It was all decorated for Christmas. All of the sudden, I saw something that looked like a shooting star. It flew across the sky and then landed off in the distance and there was an explosion. We were all stunned. We saw another, and another, and another. They started to hit buildings and there was mass panic. They were small nuclear bombs. Israel was firing a nuclear rain at the United States. We were trying to decide which way to run knowing that at any moment we could be blown to dust. We started to run down the street and a bomb hit the end of the street. I watched the shock wave blow back a bunch of cars and people. We started to run the other way and the same thing happened. We ducked into a parking garage and watched the city fall all around us. A missle hit the top of the parking garage and the roof started to crack.

I woke up.

WHEW.