Okay, so, this wasn't my dream, it was my moms, but it's still been freaking me out. And, what's weird, my mom never tells me her dreams, so I feel like it's connected to me somehow, and also because when she told me about it, it was sorta like a feeling of dejavu, but not exactly, I guess just a feeling of.. familiarity...? Anywhooo, here it is
I guess it starts out with us in front of the quickstop next to my house and we're looking at the full moon, then all of a sudden a huge fireball comes running through the sky and crashes into the moon, and the moon disinegrates in a firey blaze.