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The appearance of giant mushroom clouds on the horizon everywhere announced the start of a global thermonuclear war. I was at the sea, near a small town. The environment reminded me of the northern coasts of France (around Normandy). I was stuck outside with a group of others. We decided to go back to town, where there was a fallout shelter. I had a thing called a "light-knife", a small kitchen knife with a blade made of pure light instead of steel. Very sharp! I cut myself on it, and could feel the pain "echo" in reality for a few moments before I realized it was not a real injury. A girl asked me where I got the knife, and I told her I found it about a kilometer back, on the ground. The girl left the group to go look for another one. After a while, I felt a little guilty, as I realized she would never find her way back. I decided to split off too, and go look for her. But I could not find the girl, and more nukes were detonating on the horizon all the time, convincing me to return to the others. I was a good kilometer or two from the town, but for some reason, I could not move. It felt like running, but a strong "resistance" slowing me down to a crawl. Same phenomenon that makes it hard for me to pull the trigger of guns in dreams. Stranded, alone and exposed to lethal radiation, I got scared and desperate. I yelled for help. I woke up.