The Mysterious Missile and The Space Children

In my dream last night, I found myself in a world where everyone I had met arrived.  I saw thousands of people and something was taking place I can’t quite figure out. People were being arbitrarily picked out from the crowd and dissapeared.  In this melee people were dispersed, people formed groups and then they were dispersed even more.  No one could really stay within a certain group, and yet in this confusion, people wanted to stick together.  It was a world spiraling out of control.  Finally darkness fell and a transition in my dream occurred.

I found myself in the woods looking up at the night sky.  It was black and full of stars.  I then began to hear a noise and when I searched I saw what at first looked like a plane in the distance near the horizon, rising up.  But I soon noticed it was traveling too fast across the sky to be a plane.  It shot over me and the body of it looked like a missile of some sort, but in the dark it was hard to make it out.  It dissapeared at the other end of the black sky and I stood there waiting for some type of explosion that never came.  Before I knew it morning came and I realized I was waiting for some people to arrive.  I was startled to find out that not only they had come, but they were waiting for me.  As commotion about their arrival stirred, I saw them.  They were 12 year old children, about four or five of them.  Under a patch of pine trees and barren earth, they were talking with each other like teens do, and their space suits and helmets neatly packed beside them.  I wasn’t expecting them to be ready so early, in fact I was expecting them to be still in their space uniforms, coming back from their mission.  Something was not right. How did they get here so fast without my noticing? And secondly, did this have anything to do with that “missile’ I saw last night?  Something took place and I missed it.  Everything about this was strange. As I approached them, one of the children saw me and with brightness on his face began to start towards me.  He was stopped by an older child who also sensed this strangeness.  In this moment, I realized that the child was holding a frog or a toad he had found in the woods.  It had leaped out of his hands and floated upwards, surprising all of us.  Suddenly something stumbled from out of the woods into our area.  It was like a giant jellyfish, but different. It was a creature I’ve never seen before. It barreled towards the children.  As it arrived in their vicintity, it shriveled up and died.  Whatever this strangeness was, it was a life and death issue.  This incident made me unsure of where the line of normal physics and life met with ultra-strangeness.  I did not venture forth to meet the children, and neither did they ventured forth from the area they occupied. And then I woke up.