Timothy Paradox

The dream took place in a dark place, out in a wide open space. The ground consisted of black rocks and rivers of lava. There was a lot of massive scaffolding suspended above the ground. The first scene involved me flying through the dark, apparently trying to prevent a nuclear explosion from killing the last few humans. I could not prevent it, but when the blast finally happened (a word entered my mind: "first light"), I knew it was about 14 kilometres away from the people I was trying to protect. They would be safe.

I landed somewhere (possibly between two buildings, on some scaffolding). I think people were watching me from above, saying I couldn't do something. I wanted to prove them wrong. Then something happened. I already had angel wings (nice white ones), but too small to be functional (about 1 meter wingspan). Suddenly, they grew. Quickly. They grew until they were massive, about 2,5 meters in wingspan. I wasn't sure it would work, but I tried flying again, and it worked. For some reason, I was trying to reach for a certain skyscraper, but I had trouble staying still in the air. I kept drifting off. I managed to reach for it, and hung onto the side of the building, which was now very small - small enough so I could probably wrap my arms (or wings!) around it easily. I climbed down a bit, until I found the spot I was looking for. It looked like a red jewel (??) embedded in the structure. I punched through it and reached inside.

I looked at the horizon, and saw something unsettling. I saw a massive group of alien tripods (the ones from the 2005 War of the Worlds film) advancing towards the human outpost. They had no idea that they'd be attacked soon. I ran and flew as fast as I could, jumping, flying and gliding between the scaffolding. I think I was getting shot at, too. Laser beams. And there were smaller enemies among the tripods. I got past the advancing aliens, and kind of crash-landed (not sure why I kinda crashed) in human territory. I approached a bunch of humans by a campfire, and said I needed to get them out of there pronto. One of the men was Jan, a colleague from work. Only he looked the way he did years ago, before I even worked there. Anyway, he agreed they needed to get out of there.