I guess since I am here I should tell you my most recent end of the world scenario type dream
Old house I used to live in with my parents. Wake up, get out of bed. Family is watching the television. News is reporting "strange and unusual events taking place all over the country ranging from volcanic eruptions to sightings of dead family members". I try to watch for a bit, and ask questions of my family, but keep getting distracted by noises outside. Repeatedly ask family what those noises are. Family completely ignores me and them, further inspection reveals they are all in some sort of coma-like state.
Panicked, I run outside to discover the hills nearby my house are all in various states of eruption. The scene is very vivid, I remember the lava flows running down the hillsides and the chunks of ash and rock raining down all around me. Several impact cars and houses, crushing them.
Helicopters are arriving. Some are destroyed by the fiery hail. The others begin to fire missiles at the hillsides. Purpose unknown. Huge, spectacular explosions. Despite all this, people are moving around me at normal paces, blank faces, going about their daily business. Nearby school has a steady stream of cars pulling into the parking lot, dropping off blank faced mute children. Several of these cars are destroyed by hail, no notice is taken by other cars, people on street, or children.
I cross street to investigate. Teachers are lining the kids up to be walked directly into classrooms, which have all been filled with giant meat grinders. Teachers are all wearing strange attire, stark black suits with white collars. (noted resemblance to catholic priest attire after dream ended)
Overwhelming sense of unrealism and dread begin to take hold. Shake head violently several times, muttering about how this must be a dream, must be a dream, I wish this was a dream. Upon failure to awaken self inside dream state I conclude it must be real despite appearances, and proceed down the street.
End of street leads out of familiar settings. Landscape looks like it has been turned inside out, with everything inverted. Tree roots stick up out of the "ground". Holes in the crust allow glimpses of the houses and world now inverted beneath: calm people, blank faces. Looking directly up now reveals an endless sea of magma floating above my head, with rocks floating in it, home to strange teeth maws.
I notice that guy and immediately realize that this is a dream. Begin to proceed toward him angrily demanding explanation for placing me in this world. As usual that guy does not respond, move, or react in any way, consistent with other dream encounters. Merely continues detached observation of me as I approach. Standard fear at his presence intensifies as I grow closer, but again as usual I fight it down and close, desiring to take him in my hands and shake an answer out of him.
But as always as I close the final few feet I am unable or unwilling to follow through with intentions, instead halting just out of reaching distance. After a short stand off I turn and leave in disgust at him and myself for failure to overcome fear. Observe window back to "real world". Can see myself sleeping in bed beyond. Go through. Awaken in real world, annoyed with self for repeated failure to successfully force that guy to speak or react.
