I was living in an old house in a nice neighborhood. My husband was having a cup of coffee on the porch. I came out and told him I would walk to work. It was a nice clear day. I walked down the road and suddenly a high wind came up and the a wall of dust swept in. I saw a mysterious looking guy in a trenchcoat across the street and then everything went dark.
I stumbled along and suddenly I was knocked to the ground and someone was sitting on my back. A man whispered "I'm sorry, but I have to do this" and I was being strangled and then he stabbed me in the side. I tried to scream to Jered but I couldn't do anything other than whisper. I woke up in a panic.