Trump falling pylons

Date: 1/7/2018

I was traveling in a different country and I met a group of people. One young man looked like a young Trump, quite attractive but very American. His friends were not being kind to him. They said he was only interested in money. I thought similar. One girl was particularly cutting. I thought he deserved the remark, but it was also very unkind and rude. I then went on a car trip but got caught out in an attack on civilians at a popular road stop. I had been sprayed with a toxic substance but it only effected small parts of me. Like my wrist, my finger were people get a ring stripe and round my knees and ankles. The earlier man turned up as some kind of cop/medic. He used an emergency cream stick to treat the effected areas before he said he would take me to ER. He gave me a choice of foundation colours, which I thought weird and said that he could stop the toxin but my skin would turn a slightly different colour where it was applied. I excepted the help as I seemed to be incapacitated but I was in no pain. He then put me into his car and told me I should have have by law a headphone/speaker for my phone in the country. He said he would have to charge me for braking the law. I said I didn’t know that and there was a receiver and microphone set inside the phone. He said he would still have to charge me but maybe be could get away with just putting marks on my driving license. He got out of the car to discuss it with his partner. I decided to flee from the situation. I managed to get away without help. Although I did phone a friend for assistance on finding out where I should go and my rights to travel. I went to a large old farm, that seemed to have my old cottage there. I started showing people about the farm. I said it was a great place before the Armageddon. We looked at burnt out cottages that looked as if they once were inhabited by young couples and families. The people agreed that it looked like it once had been a very nice place, where people worked together to keep nice homes. My big cottage was still mostly intact and inhabitable. I had also done work on it to keep it standing and repaired. I looked inside. It was a very old elegant place, a little chard and the wood inside had all been darken. It was clean though and mostly comfortable if a little spare in furniture. The people turned into my parents . My Mum sometimes seemed to alternate from being my mum or my boss. We discussed modernising the living room. It was a pretty panelled room with a dividing movable screen door. The front door opened directly into it and it was very old with gaps round the seals and hinges. I was thinking of replacing it although it was very beautiful. My boss said it was okay, but when I looked closely at it the wind outside got up and cracked piece off it. I realised the wood had thin so it was like bolster wood and my decision to replace it was made for me. We went back outside and look at some very big barns and outbuildings. Also blackened and some brick and glass agricultural structures had fallen down completely. The place was a vast flatland with a few very old trees and hedges. I could hear humming or buzzing from one section part of the big barn. When we looked there was a large raised black tank in there. It looked quite steampunk. I realised it had some to do with electricity and there was something wrong. A large white lightning strike was coming out of it. We hurried out of the barn to see a large pylon in the distance fall down. It was very old but still live. Sparks of silver came off it as it fell. We realised it was connected to other pylons by electric cable they also started to topple. The falling pylons got closer. The cables falling more dangerously close to we had to dodge the sparkling lines as they fell. We were forced to criss-cross over the road as the cables came down. My parents were faster at moving. I struggled to avoid the lines and keep up as I was still struggling from the toxic attack and my low body and leg were partially disabled. I hobbled to a brick wall and curled up using as protection as I watched my parents dodge the sparkling falling cables.