A few months ago I had a dream that I was in a book store with a friend. The store was quite small and contained older books; it wasn't a modern book store, though I remember it was well lit and was not scary or omniscient in any way. As we browsed we discovered that the devil was standing in a nearby aisle. As we noticed, everyone else in the store did as well. Suddenly I found my self alone with the devil in the store, except for the cashier. Everyone had managed to escape but me and they were waiting just outside the clear glass door of the store. He was wearing a black cloak with the hood drawn over his face, however he did raise his head to look at me and when he did so, I was able to see his face. His face was somehow absent of all human characteristics though extraordinarily evil and grotesque. He had slits for eyes with noting filling the slits but blackness. His skin was pale and peeling of something far too disgusting to be comparable to human flesh. He appeared truly evil. Though I do not remember shopping for anything in particular, I discovered that I was holding the Bible and felt the urge to buy the BIble. The need and desire to make it to the front counter and actually purchase the book was very great and caused me to feel very panicked at the thought of not being able to do so. I remember walking toward the counter; I do not remember if I actually purchased the Bible.

The very next night I had a dream that I was riding in a single cab truck with 2 or three men, and I had no idea where we were going. The men did not resemble anyone that I recognized and did not say a word to me. We finally slowed to a stop and got out of the truck in the middle of an vast empty field. I discovered that there were a little under a dozen other similar trucks all forming a circle with a bonfire in the center. I was very confused and unsure about why I was there, as were the others in the field. Suddenly, more people appeared and handed us barrels of gasoline. We were told to soak the ground surrounding the trucks with the gasoline completely; no gaps whatsoever. We all did so in silence. I remember knowing what was going to happen and having this sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach because I knew that I was going to die and that I was contributing to my own death. I was unwillingly committing suicide and aiding those around me in their attempts. Once the task was completed a single match was lit, and the surrounding area was ablaze. I do not remember anything past that point.

What do these dreams mean? I am a Christian, though I do not go to any one church on a regular basis. These dreams startled me like no other dream ever has.

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