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Two Motorhomes on the Run

I live a life on the run with my brother and my dad. We live out of two motorhomes, which we have just parked along the side of the road in the middle of nowhere.
Ominous clouds build in the sky. We’re worried about severe weather, so I say we should look it up. They tell me to go get my iPod, which is in the motor home in front of the one we’re all in currently.
I step out onto the gravel and broken asphalt on my bare feet. The ground is slightly moist and very rough. I realize it’s raining, and run as quick as I can to the other motor home. The ground hurts my feet, so I don’t move as quick as I’d like.
I get into the other motor home and pick up my ipod, phone, and knife off of the couch. I find my shoes and some pink socks and throw them on. I look around one last time, thinking that if a tornado does come through, I’ll likely never see anything I leave behind.
Satisfied that I have all that I wouldn’t want to live without, I run back to the other motor home through the pelting rain. I enter and find that my brother is fidgeting with the TV above the stove to get the weather channel up. I sit on the couch and look up the weather there, and see that there’s massive red cells heading for us. Dad tells us to look out the windows. We do.
My stomach drops at what I see. We all rush out to get a better look. All around us are dark, /dark/ clouds, and tornadoes are on the horizon. As if that wasn’t horrid enough, some of the tornadoes are /on fire/. Flames spiral up them in a wicked storm of wind and fire.
We have to get out of here if we want to survive. We all pile back into the motor homes and speed off, just in time for our pursuers to catch up with us. They chase us on motorcycles, shooting our windows out with their guns and trying to board the motor homes.
Worse than the bikes is the giant space ship that hovers right over the motor home I’m in. I open the top hatch on the ceiling and see the massive, dark grey metal, triangular shaped craft isn’t but a yard away from us. The bottom hatch on the craft opens up, and I see Anya looking down at me. She smiles and laughs.
I string an arrow in the bow in my hands, and shoot it into the space ship. More heads peer out of the hole, so I shoot at them all. After a bit, I start hitting every single one. Anya still evades me. [End]

Relative to Real Life~
Night of April 21st, 2015 (2 of 2)
Real-life characters: Dad, my brother, Anya (The 100).
Dream-created characters: People after us, other people beside Anya on the space ship.
Real-life places: Both motor homes’ interiors are identical to the motor home my family used to own.
Dream-created places: Road, fields, middle of nowhere, space ship.
Different than real life: I haven’t talked to my brother in years, I haven’t been on a road trip of any kind in a motor home in years, I’ve never actually seen a tornado though I’ve been near a few in my lifetime.
Reoccurring: No.
Precognitive: No experiences yet.

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