Chaos

I forgot much of my last dream, so I don't think that I will bother with it anymore.

Lately I have had a vivid reoccurring dream that feels...different than a normal dream.

It starts off in downtown Denver, my mom and I have moved into a small apartment because her and my step-dad separated. Something political has just went down, it is all on the news, there are massive riots, and although I think Obama will be a good/okay president, in my dream he is the cause of it.
Things start to spiral out of control in most of the major cities in the US. Denver is of course the main focus in my dream because that is where I live.
As the riots get more and more out of control the military and the government start to step in(For some reason they are two very different groups in my dream.) The military plows people down with bullets, not paying any attention who is doing what. The primary objective of the military seems to be to kill as many people as possible.
The government is less likely to be noticed. The military seems very noticeable with their automatic weapons and fatigues, but most of the government members(usually politicians, CIA, other random groups) seem like ordinary people.
When the riots and fighting first start everyone continues living their day to day lives. They don't care as long as no one involves them, and most seem to think that everything will die down and return to normal in a couple of days.
But it doesn't.
Soon people are fleeing their homes as massive raids start. The Gov't people get you to trust them in groups. They promise seven to ten people at a time that they will lead them to freedom, but in actuality lead them around in circles and play games with them until finally they kill them all. They are worse than the military in the dream because they are deceptive, and get enjoyment out of torture, where the military just fires without any games.

My ex-step-dad contacts me. I try and get him to help me find my mom, but he refuses. He keeps pointing to pictures of my mom on walls around the room where he is staying saying,
"Your mom is right here, why would we go look for her?"
He seems brainwashed and weird. Weirder than he has ever seemed before.
He sits all day and stares out the window, and I leave to find my mom.

I become part of a large group of victims who have lost their homes and roam the streets looking for things to help them survive. They tote the weapons of fallen soldiers, and use them to kill all who are a threat.
We raid houses and steal everything that we can find, because it is very likely that the owners will never be back. It is even more likely that they are dead.
when we see bodies shot down in the steets we strip them down and take what we can.
soon one of the members turn on us. He had been on the other side the whole time.

He keeps us locked in a cement basement in an old hospital, chained to the floors. I remember running through the hospital escaping, but I am not entirely sure how I did it.
Once again the city swallows me up, but the man is still on our trail. I feel hopeless.

Eventually I escape. I hide in a semi-truck that is headed to Kansas to pick up weapons.
I meet some people a little ways away from there, and although I know that people are being decieved by everyone, I trust them.

The Midwest is far better off than any other area of the country. The riots never really got out of control as much, and although some of the same damages are present, not to the extent of other states.
The people I meet happen to be my teacher Dylan(we call our teachers by first name) and his blonde haired boyfriend(I don't even know if Dylan is gay, and for some reason, as much as this blonde guy turns up, he doesn't have a name.)
(On another note, I have no idea why the hell Dylan is in Kansas either, he's from Denver, but whatever haha)
They tell me that they escaped with the help of a young woman, and that they are looking for a safe place to go. They have a car, but no where to drive it.
I tell them about my aunt Tammy who lives in the suburbs of Kansas City, and they agree to take me there if I can work a way out for them to stay there.
When we finally arrive my aunt is more than willing to let all three of us stay, but I tell her that I have to go back and find my mom. Dylan says he will work on puting up temp rooms in the basement, and the blonde guy agrees to help me.

I'll skip through all the boring travel parts, and randoms chases.

We find my mom with a group hidden in a prison.
The group includes my mom,
and old black grandmother, and her grandson,
six or so white children who all strangely look related
and an old white couple who have lost all their family.

My mom is in very bad shape. She won't eat and she barely resembles the person that she used to be.
The old man describes that a young black man name Theon brought her to them after she had been beaten and left for dead on the side of the road.
He tells me that she hasn't eaten in almost two weeks, and that she screams in her sleep sometimes.
I tell them that I may be able to help them.
Everyone agrees to come with me and the blonde guy, and on the way back I spot someone that I knew from school that I used to be close with. Davey. His face is bleeding, and he is afraid to come with me. I tell him that Dylan is at the place we are going and I see a spark in his eyes.
He agrees to go.
When we arrive my aunt tells me that we will have to pay for our own food, and any water or electricity that we use.
Davey and I get jobs as checkers at the local grocery store, and I also stock at night. the blonde guy is an accountant or something and does his own thing. Dylan stays home and takes care of the Children, my mother, and the older people.
Eventually everyone but my mom moves into apartments in the area. We go back and get more people and it goes again. My ex-step-dad comes too, but he is very distant and doesn't care about anything.
My mom gets a little better,
but then three kids die.
we bury them in shallow graves in the backyard because we have no money.
The house is raided because there is supposed to be "terrorists" hiding there
then I woke up...