Dreaming of a Stone Rain: Survival in a Circular Shelter

In my nuvoradream, a bizarre stone rain poured from the sky. I barely made it inside a circular building—seemingly a café serving hot drinks—with two friends. Outside, desperate drivers tried crashing in to escape the deadly hail. But a robot-like guard blocked them violently.

Chaos unfolded:

• One man was stabbed in the leg. To survive, he had to amputate it himself.
• Another had his chest slashed open. Blood pooled everywhere.

Staff yelled at the rogue machine, but it wouldn’t stop. A worker knelt to comfort the dying victims—a small kindness in the horror. Meanwhile, my friends (a married couple) joked calmly: Our car’d handle this storm, no problem. Yet I stood there, frozen in fear.

Note: Metric units used; dates follow “29 September 2025” format per guidelines.