My literal "The end" dream.

Ok, so we're all sitting in this apartment. I don't know ANY of these people but we were told Jesus was going to be there. I don't know why I was there. I didn't trust it and these other people were there who didn't trust it either. Any way, this guy showed up who definitely was not Jesus. So we all got out of there..


Ok, switch of dreams. I'm on top of this hill with hundreds of thousands of people. We're all given fighting equipment. We were told to go down the hill and into this seating area. I had my big man purse still, so while I was running I stopped and got my bible, put it in my pocket (I had abnormally large pockets) dropped my purse, and I continued running. We got to the seating area, which was actually a HUGE stadium. And in the distance was the actual Jesus. I never got to see his face. All I could see was a huge fiery flame. I remember calling someone and screaming at them "Get ready because we're going to fight!" and then it ended there. I'm not sure why I dreamed that, but it all seemed so real. I wasn't scared at all, and even now I'm not scared. I'm sure the end won't be like that, but it will include it. Maybe not a cell phone though. I don't think I'll be worrying about my cell phone.