Tannhauser123
Lurker

Second entry in my exclusive journal for dreams involving Earth being relieved of the human species. I dreamt this story in the early hours of July 27, 2024:

I was in a city in Rio Grande do Sul, Brazil, and I was unemployed. An uncle of mine was invited to partner in a psychiatric clinic made for very rich people who needed urgent treatments and a lot of discretion. Knowing I was unemployed, my uncle invited me to assist with the case of a patient, a young woman with short black hair, a red overcoat, and a very elegant hat. Apparently, she was suffering from intermediate-stage dementia, and the disease was progressing slowly and dangerously. I accepted the proposal and met the owner of the institution, a very well-dressed old man with a white mustache, wearing a white suit and lots of jewelry. I went exploring the mansion that served as the clinic and found a balcony with a breathtaking view of the Rio Grande do Sul's pampas. There, right in front of me, a strong storm formed, with black clouds swirling fiercely until a tornado formed right before my incredulous eyes. I found the scene beautiful and ran inside, calling my wife to watch the spectacle with me. When I returned to the balcony, there were four or five tornadoes. They would dissipate and reform, destroying everything around them while we watched. Talking to my wife, I discovered that this was happening all over the world, a result of global climate changes, and in every city, these tornadoes were destroying everything.

Since I was a child, I have often had dreams involving different forms of apocalypse: zombie pandemics, alien invasions, global floods, global droughts, global famines, global wars, etc. These types of dreams are the ones that interest me the most, so I decided to create a separate dream journal specifically for dreams where life on Earth is extinguished. The following dream occurred in the early hours of July 17, 2024:

The planet was facing a severe water crisis. Potable water was practically nowhere to be found, and people had already lost hope of survival. I lived in a desert city with houses falling apart. People were dying from hunger, thirst, and all sorts of diseases. Society and its laws had become irrelevant, and anarchy combined with despair resulted in a bestial humanity. There was constant violence among people. I saw children being born and treated with total neglect, so most of them died before growing up.

While exploring randomly, I found a resort built on the last source of potable water on the planet. It was a very luxurious and expensive place, accessible only to the world's wealthiest families. I sneaked in and hid among some bushes to avoid being seen. A few meters in front of me was a photographer taking pictures of the families entering the resort. Further away, I saw an immense pool, larger than a football stadium, filled with pure and crystal-clear water, where rich families bathed to relieve the heat. They smiled for the photos and played in the water as if they were completely immune to the scarcity plaguing the planet. I stayed there, hidden and horrified, watching these people enjoy themselves at the last clean water source on Earth.