My first Cruise

Date: 8/12/2016

I was on this cruise ship with tons of close friends and then there was a rip in space and time in the sky above us as we were sailing away. Then I noticed the black hole getting larger. Blue and green things started coming out and to me I assumed that they were UFOs or aliens coming to kill us. The news and everyone around didn't believe me and reassured me I was seeing something more for what it was. Then we saw helicopters fly towards the black hole and shoot at the blue and green balls so it had to be true. Everyone on the crew ship started to panic and grab weapons and items to try to protect themselves and they didn't know how to. It was complete chaos. People close to the other people were dying because they didn't know how to handle the weapon and they would kill themselves and they would be so scared they wouldn't listen to anyone so they would kill other people. Steve Harvey was on the ship with me and he was the leader and he was the most organized and at the end of my dream we were going downstairs and this child had a gun and Steve Harvey told us to run because he wouldn't listen and he was getting scared and getting panic so he was going to fire if no one listened to him. He just wanted to get off the crew ship so he could survive but he couldn't because we were in the middle of the ocean. Steve held him back as me and this old lady we're trying to get away in time but he shot the old lady and I threw a knife at him at the same time and it hit the kid and it hit the old lady. I grabbed the gun that the kid use and shot him in the chest because we needed to get rid of a murderer like him. What I didn't realize was the bullet went through Steve and then hit the woman because Steve was so close to the guy so both were wounded. Both the leaders of the crew ship we're now dead, and people were dying when the aliens or whatever they were haven't even come down to meet us yet. I was the only one who had their stuff together when no one else did... The choice of committing suicide or trying to gain everyone's trust and killing off the bad people and organize the boat fled my mind. I grabbed a pistol and I woke up. I don't know if I chose to kill myself or to get rid of the bad.