Just a sketch. Honestly, I think my sketch art looks more appealing than my, um, detailed art? Maybe it's because I suck at coloring/shading/everything. :'D

I don't know why I talk about dreams, I mean, they only matter to me, and nobody else probably cares because they weren't there to see it, but I can't help, but to talk about this one. If it makes you feel better, I've had loads of dreams recently, but I never have gotten around to talking about them.
*Shug* I've either been too busy, not feeling, oooor I just didn't feel like they weren't important enough to discuss.

ANYWHO, the reason why this nightmare scared me so much was because it was actually possible in real life. Okay, maybe not very likely, but still, it's not IMpossible.

Me and this group of random strangers were all in this basement, we were preparing for nuclear bomb, that for some reason was going to hit where we lived.
(Yeah, we didn't prepare too well considering the windows weren't blocked off, or anything.)

We only had a few minutes, and then somehow I knew we were about to be hit, so, we all jumped to the floor behind this box or something. Everything went bright around us, and I could feel the ground shake.

Yet, somehow I survived. :/

After it was over, I get up only to discover that everyone else had become monsters ( I don't think that's how nukes work, but hey, dreams don't follow logic.)

So, of course they all started to attack me, and that's when I woke up.
Yep. Maybe this doesn't sound that scary to some people, but one of my worst fears is nuclear bombs, especially after I watched The Day After.
I know it's highly unlikely to ever happen to me, but still. *Shudder*