One night...

I dreamed I was in a plane, strapped into a sideways-facing harness inside the inner fuselage of a C-130 military aircraft (to be exact). We were flying in a huge cargo-carrying airplane, with four big big propeller engines on the wings, and this big metal structure that made up the skeleton. And it was so ****ing noisy, and windy, and very real. My Dad, my Uncle Paul, and their boss Jackson were all in the cockpit area, though no one was sitting in the pilot's seat, I then noticed.

The nose of the plane began to pitch down, and then the engine noise stopped. There was nothing but the sound of the wind through the massive aircraft. Because the plane was crashing.

They were arguing, shouting, panicking. They grabbed at controls, as the plane pitched into a steep dive towards the ground below.

The ground below.

It was my valley, my childhood home, it had all the little roads and Poppler trees next to our driveway. I saw it down there, a little greenish dot, out of the cockpit windshield. getting larger every second. I saw the ground getting closer, and feeling myself strapped in, no where to go, nothing I can do.

I was at peace with the realization that I was about to die.

I watched them panic, then it was happening. They were afraid. They knew it too. We were all going to die now.

The bulkheads from the nose of the plane forward compressed rapidly as the energy of our decent crumpled the aircraft against the ground within a fraction of a second. I watched the metal come at me, the whole thing, jagged hunks of fractured plane, it all came right at me, and slammed into me, and for a split second, there was a recognition that my body was being smashed, blown apart, destroyed.

I felt it, PAIN, then, I was dead.

There was darkness. But I still had an essence. Something of me existed beyond the total destruction of my body.

I heard a noise.

It was the sound of a huge sum of voices, all harmonizing a buzzing or humming sort of note together.

And it was getting louder.

And coming from beneath me

And headed towards my head

And as it got closer

I felt it start to take me over.

I awoke gasping for breath, in a torrential sweat, as though I had just been running. To this day, I have no explanation, and have never had another dream like it.