One Dream Too Many

I have always known something other than what is right in front of me, even as a young child. I have seen "things" that seem to enjoy in scaring the crap out of me. As a child I was raised a christian and these hauntings seemed to be pretty bad. I had some very bad experiences and lost my faith, during which almost all the hauntings stopped. After a few years I regained a faith close to Christianity and unfortunately the hauntings continued but don't seem as bad as before. Anyway I've seen my share of spirit imprints and shadows that seem a little darker then the background, and I've tried to developed my ability's the best I could. But this isn't what I've come here to talk about, so I'll get back to the topic at hand. About a year ago now I was up late watching a movie, while my girlfriend at the time was sleeping. It was about 3 am when my movie was over so I let the dogs in and headed to bed, last time I looked at the clock it was around 3:12 am and I fell right into a deep sleep. I'm not sure if I had any dreams before this one but I'm sure they weren't half as important as this one.

It started with my friends, family, a group of maybe 20 people, and myself. I was leading them south, south-west and decided to stop the group off at a motel to give everyone a rest. I remember checking in on everyone then walking down the hallway when I heard a rushing of water coming towards me. I was washed down the hallway and right out of the building, I knew at once everyone I was leading was dead. I remember feeling so guilty for leading my family, my friends to their death, all the wile I was promising them I knew the way to safety. I continued walk until I saw a few people hiding under some houses, I went up to the closest one. What I saw was a man late thirties, early forties and he told me to get down and be quite. I did as he said and before I could ask him from what we were hiding from, I heard a voice say something in a language I'm sure did not belong to any kind of man. I looked over at the man who was calling me over and he looked demented and twisted and suddenly attacked me. He was trying to rip my neck open, and just a second ago he was a normal person. Then some other man attacked the one on me and they started to fight like dogs. I heard the voice again and the men stopped fighting and were silent and didn't move. Then I felt someone grab my leg and pull me out from under the house, although this man was in a lot of this dream I was never able to look at his face. My dream jumped from there to us being in a red convertible driving slowing down a rode. He was trying to convince me to join with him. This thing I remember the most is being unbelievably scared, and then I saw a car coming towards us. There were two people in the car and when it hit the one I was in, they jumped out and he said things about what kind of magic sends a empty car towards me. Then I heard a voice in my head that said "Do not fear him my son, just know I am with you and that if you do not fear him, he can not see you." I got out of the car and ran back to those people under the house, I told them what I had heard and gathered them to me and lead them in the same direction I was heading before I meet them.

I don't know if everything in my dream was what's going to happen or what exactly but I had to tell my story. I have meet a lot of Psychics that have been having dreams about the end of the world or at least the majority of people dieing. I've heard of floods, walls of endless fire and death as far as you can see. As for what is coming I don't know but if there is a chance my story could help, I have to post it, do with it what you will.