The same dream with the crazy storm has now progressed to where I'm sitting on the edge of a very large crater alongside my father. The ground is very spongy and I feel like I don't have a good grip. I feel like any second now I'm going to tumble down off the side into the crater and die. I continue sitting with my back to the crater, looking over my shoulder and trying to dig my fingers into the spongy earth.
Someone next to me on the other side points across to somewhere inside the massive indentation and says "that's where it hit." Lucky for me, my sarcastic mind never skips a beat even when pumped full of adrenaline at the fear of falling. I think to myself, "It's a crater. The whole damn thing is where it hit, genius."