a dream that I pray doesn't come true.

i seriously doubt anyone will take this.. well serious, but about a year ago during a hike i had a very vivid.. image? dream? hell i don't know what you would call it. i had been watching the news on the election and just recent insanity. i couldn't help but take a short break and ask, or even say it was a short prayer asking where is this all going? what is this all leading to? well right then i did see something, now imagine standing in knee deep dark grey water, to your left and right there was everyone. we all look the same, just grey human looking "things". the sky is dark, and everything is oddly lit with a grey light. everyone is being pulled forward in the same direction. the horizon is glowing softly at first but soon far in the distance you can see its not a sun, its a fire. a wall of fire that we are all being slowly pushed towards it. anyone who tried to warn about it, or tried to get others attention were laughed at or even hit until they stopped trying to get peoples attention. soon the wall was close enough that people could see it easily but even with more people calling out warnings, the majority of people ignored it. some turned away, others simply shrugged and said there was nothing they could do. it wasn't till everyone could feel the heat that everyone seemed to wake up and realize what was coming. some cried out asking for help, others cursed the sky saying things like "why me?" others turned and took their family in arms and held them close. there was a few who finally did something, we walked forward then ran headlong into the fire. with each of our deaths, we opened a small hole in the wall of fire. there were some then, fathers, mothers, brothers and sisters who realized what we were doing and joined us. with each sacrifice we opened the small holes a little more until the families could escape though them. sadly with the innocent ones, so too came the cowards and fools who refused to help. it was about that point i realized i was sitting on a rock on the side of the path and had been staring into space. i was horrified when i realized what i saw. I'm sure the wall of fire is a horrible time coming, a war, or something horrible. i then asked or prayed or whatever, what my own end was, it happened again and this time i saw myself laying on a path in one of my barn coats, shot 4 or 5 times in the chest and i knew my last thoughts were "thank god they can get away" i also saw i was holding my 1911 in my right hand and it was empty. honestly i couldn't help crying and feeling horrified. i thought knowing how you die would be a release or interesting but honestly i regret asking. i still get chills remembering that day. i only am posting this because i had forgotten all about that dream until recent events caused me to ask again where it was all going. i think i was remembering that dream because we are now where the wall of flames is already almost apon us. i doubt anyone will take this seriously, i just had to post this and let it all out. i haven't told anyone about this because i just know people will simply think im crazy. if you think that then oh well, i know what i saw and i just hope to all hell its just an over active imagination. im going to post this and just see what happens. screw it.