I was in a garage during the night/early morning, and it was a garage to my own house. The window I was looking out of was above my eye level, and so the only thing I could see out there was the night time sky. I looked down and noticed a small metallic indention in the floor. The floor was of cement, but the bottom of this quarter sized indentation was of a smooth metal. I put my foot over it and looked out the window again. I saw these huge missile racks raising up towards the sky, and I realised that this thing in the floor was a sensor, and that my covering was making these racks raise up. I knew that if I continued that the missiles would eventually reach their height and fire up into the sky, only to come down and destroy the city.
I took my foot off for a moment, and watched as the racks stopped and then started to retract, but without emotion about it, I once again placed my foot over the sensor and watched as the racks extended to their final firing height and the missiles fired off towards the sky. I then went outside and witnessed people running about trying to find cover from these missiles. Even though I knew that they were going to come down and probably destroy me, I wasn't frightened of them. I realized that none of these people knew that I was the one that had done this to them. They all thought it was some huge military power or something, not even stopping to consider the sensor in my garage. I then went back inside. During the rest of the time of the missiles actually coming down, I don't have conscious memory of.
The next thing I remember is that I'm in my basement with one of my friends, and we're thinking and talking of all the destruction that has taken place and how things have changed. We realized that not only did things change as far as just getting blown up, but something else changed, too. Something more subtle in a way, but also more severe than the actual "blowing up" of stuff. It was almost like our world had merged with another during this destruction process, and it wasn't with our consent.
After a moment of walking through the basement, either my friend or I (or both) realized that we had to go to the bathroom. We walked to the door where the bathroom should be, but something told me that it was no longer the bathroom, and that whatever was behind the door was to be feared. I knew it was one of the things that had merged with our world during the rain of missiles. My friend opened the door, and I saw his eyes get huge and his jaw drop as he started screaming and staring into where the bathroom had been. I was on the back side of the door, and so I couldn't see in at first, but I could hear loud mechanical sounds coming out of the bathroom. It was like a factory was in there. I came around the side of the door and looked in (while my friend was still screaming) and I saw these cavern like walls. The bathroom was now a stair well with the stairs cut out of stone and curving down and to the left.
I couldn't see around the corner of the wall to where the stairs went, but then again, I didn't want to see what was making that terrible noise. I noticed that the walls were black and blue, but they were stone. The blue of the walls almost glowed as if it was self-illuminating. I realised that to "defeat" this fear, all I had to do was shut the door, and so I did. As soon as I did, my friend stopped screaming and we left. We went outside, and it was daylight out. It seems to me that there was something about going west of my house to some snowy place and there was something about fishing there... and a sheriff. (???) But I'm not sure about those details.
I then started back towards my house and I noticed that the row of houses (running east to west) that mine was in hadn't been touched by the blast, and neither had anything else behind them. It was almost as if they had been the barrier. But everything out front of them was completely demolished. I could see the 2x4's sticking up from the ground, all broken and mangled and such, but yet there really wasn't any debris. It was almost like the houses had been plucked up by their roots and carried off.
So I started walking through the streets of the destroyed houses, and I was walking around people who were in stretchers and such trying to get to the hospital. I think there was also something about a water shortage because of the blast. I kept walking around, mainly trying to avoid everyone else, and I remember seeing myself from above, like I was controlling my character in the Nexus online game.
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