On the morning of 10 Jun 2008, I had a dream that I was with some school boys who were wearing tan uniforms that belonged to an organization. We were outdoors in an open field surrounded by trees, and we were standing next to a one-story structure that looked like a small house. I felt that everyone was anxiously waiting for the arrival of something, and the overall feeling of the dream was ominous.
I reached for the front door of the house, and at the same time I looked straight up and saw grey skies, along with a darker storm cloud that was descending toward me. In the dream, I thought the dark cloud was falling rain that would be reaching us within moments, and I heard the words "It's coming soon!" Then I took cover under a bed frame that (for some reason) was outdoors next to the house.
The bed frame had no mattress, so it wouldn't have given me much protection from rain. But this image of the bed frame led to another dream scene of a man who was asleep in his bed. Earlier the man had said something offensive about extraterrestrials, so some extraterrestrials came in the middle of the night and zapped him with a death ray as he was laying in his bed (very strange!). The man had begun to raise himself up on his elbows – then the death ray struck him, and he was instantly turned into a skeleton that fell back lifeless onto the mattress.
When I woke up from this curious dream, I immediately recorded what I could remember of it. There were parts of the dream that I couldn't recall, and I thought that so much of the dream was missing that I wouldn't be able to understand its meaning. But because of the storm clouds and the skeleton, I thought one possible meaning could be that a tornado might kill me soon in the night as I slept. I figured that if my time was up, there would be nothing I could do to change it, so I didn't give the strange dream much more thought.
The following day (11 Jun 2008) brought dangerously unstable weather, and my city was in a tornado caution area all day. At approximately 6:15 pm, the sky began to turn very dark and our tornado warning sirens wailed on and off for the next half-hour. The warning sirens are rarely used, and only go off when a tornado is thought to be near. Then at 6:35 pm, the television weatherman said that a funnel cloud was touching down in the city's center, which is the part of town where I live! Actually, although there was a wall cloud directly above us, it didn't form a tornado funnel here, and my location escaped serious damage.
But at that same time a tornado was touching down further north over a Boys Scout Camp in Iowa, and the storm there killed 4 young scouts and injured 48 others. All 4 fatalities and many of the injured had taken shelter in a stone cabin which was completely demolished by the tornado. The scene at the scout camp was a very close match to my dream: The park represented the camp, which was in a rural area near Little Sioux, Iowa. The kids wearing tan uniforms and belonging to an organization were boy scouts at the camp. The dark descending storm cloud was the EF-3 tornado that struck the camp. The one-story house was the stone cabin where the 4 young scouts died.
The reclining man that was killed in his bed seemed to represent me as the dreamer, and apparently was meant as a warning of grave danger for me. In the dream, I heard someone say that it was a question of "whether the man would be allowed to continue." The skeleton symbolizes the threat of death, which was literally hanging over me at the same time that it was taking 4 lives only 80 miles away. There is probably a reason why it was the sleeping man's death that was shown in my dream rather than that of the 4 young scouts, but the meaning of the alteration remains unclear to me.
So far as I recall, the camp's name (Little Sioux Scout Ranch) wasn't mentioned in my dream, so it wasn't possible for me to have warned the scout camp ahead of time. But because of tragic events like the tornado last week, I try to understand my dreams so that potential victims can be forewarned whenever possible. There just wasn't enough time to decipher the dream on this tragic occasion.