Freaky Dream

I just had to type up this dream, 'cuz it scared the shit out of me:

I was somewhere, with someone, doing something (pardon me for being a little vague on the details, I don't remember it very well) when I received word, from a call, I'm assuming, that there was a bomb headed toward us. I remember thinking to myself "I knew it...Ever since I saw that show years ago about the Bible codes, and they said there would be a nuclear war in the years 2004 and 2006, I knew this would happen. I could just see it getting closer and closer as the media reported on this and that. As the year came to a close, I was comforted with the fact of knowing it had been wrong, but shit, here it comes." So anyway, I head off in my car to Watertown, apparently the nearest bomb shelter. I wanted so badly to call Daniel's house and let them know about it, but I think I was afraid they either wouldn't believe me, or that they were already on their way and that if they had to pause to answer the phone, it would be too late. In any case, I didn't call anyone. Instead I just drove off, following a herd of other cars headed that way. The road was very icy, and so we were traveling at a rather slow rate. Somewhere along the journey, I saw a bit of orange out of the corner of my eye, and glancing to the right of me at the sky I saw a brilliant ball of fire heading towards the ground. It didn't appear to be moving all that fast, yet the fact remains that it wasn't there before, and now it was, therefore it must have been moving rather quickly. As the guy ahead of me picked up speed, I floored it and off we went. For some reason, I was thinking that if I used my feet to scoot the car, it would go faster as well as have better traction on the ground (flinstone mobile, perhaps?). Eventually, I got to the shelter where everyone else seemed to be having a good time. I vaguely recall a sense of safety like there was nothing more to worry about. I awoke at this point, and so I'm not sure what happened to the world. As I said, this dream scared the shit out of me. End of the world dreams generally do.