Fires of Hell

I've never really asked for an interpretation before but I figure there's a first time for everything. I've had dreams about the eruptions before.........

Dream on October 2nd – waking at 2:28am

I don't know where I was when I saw the first one blow, but oh I saw it.... It was terrifyingly beautiful in it's own right. Hood went first. I had a dream before this and thought it might have been Mt Rainier, but it wasn't, it was Mt. Hood. The pieces of the mountain came off first.... then came the lava rocks. Pieces of the mountain that were now on fire due to the heat inside of it. We were in the pontiac. I know my mom and I were in there, but there was one other person, which I think was Sue, but I never saw exactly who it was....I'm just guessing. Anyway.... Though it rained down from all around us, nothing ever hurt the car. I know it hit the car, but whatever did bounced off. As we were driving and I looked back while this was happening I saw the lava spewing out of the top of the mountain. I'm unsure when Helens erupted but I know she erupted about 10 or 15 minutes after....All I remember is that it didn't take long. There was lava from both of them.

Both eruptions were straight up from the mountains themselves and blast with a great force. Helens was more violent but Hood kept up quite well in her fulmination. We were at a small airport I believe. We were trying to get my grandma there. I remember a woman being there and saying that she could help us (this is where the dreaming part get dominant for a moment.) She held in her hand a small doll. About the size of the full length of my hand made out of orange marble.

I held it in my hand and it seemed to get hotter. I knew wherever my grandma was, she wasn't safe. After holding the hot marble doll in my hands, she kind of appeared on the bed. (out of the dominant dreaming part) She looked very weak and her skin was reddish... Kind of like when you stay in a hot shower for too long..... She had a ticket to get out of the mess. I don't know where to but we had gone in to see if we could get four tickets on the plane that was going to leave. By this time the sky was turning colors from all the crap in the sky. Bright reds, grays, and dark. The man we spoke to was somewhat mean at first but after hearing my mom talk he eased up and gave us four tickets. The weird thing was is I knew we were going to go there before we got there because I had seen the building. By this time I knew I was dreaming and made up my mind that if that is where we were going in my dream, we weren't going to be safe and I was going to wake up. The first time we tried to take off there was a bunch of stuff clogging the jet engine. He stopped and made sure we could still take off. I helped somehow is all I remember. There was a lot of debris from when he landed that had clogged the engines and it sounded sick. Anyway after about a half hour I think we got grandma in the small jet first then got in ourselves. I think there were about 20-25 people who got in. It wasn't a big plane. Anyway, when we left the ground, I was never so happy to be up in the air. By this time, the sky was very dark, and looked like dusk time. I remember going past a bridge. The pilot was talking about the marquam bridge and then about something else but I can't recall what he said as it was mumbled.

After we past it, we landed on a strip of some kind. It was probably a road that went towards the doors of the building we were taken to. The building had big letters over the top of the doors. It was rather high up, so I'm thinking it was on a hill because we stayed at the same altitude for the most part. When I saw the building and the two double doors, I knew it was the same building I had pictured from before when I realized I was dreaming. I knew all our lives were in danger and didn't want to continue the dream, so I shook my head violently and woke myself up.