Dream: Abby and I are visiting her hometown. My aunt Carol and Uncle Wes are there, despite Carol being dead for nearly six years. Abby is having an allergy attack. I go outside and see dozens of kids returning from “the hunt.” To stay busy while Abby naps before dinner, I clean out a dog’s bed, where I find dog toys plus small appliances like toasters. In the end, I decide the toasters belong to the dog, so I leave them in the bed. I hear sirens, so I go outside to see a patrol car go by, then a fire engine. I see flames at the end of the block. I walk toward it, but then want to get a camera, so I go back inside to get it. When I come out, I find the whole block on fire, which I photograph. When I get to the house that was the source of the fire, all the fires go out and it is revealed that the whole thing was part of a surprise birthday party for a neighbor. I photograph the party. We all go outside to find we are in Park City, Utah. As the last evening light wanes, we hear an intense roar from the west, where we then see a smoke plume we first think is a mushroom cloud. A missile lifts off. It appears to be a Titan IIIe, except that it is clearly as long as the length of Salt Lake City. As it passes overhead on its way to what we assume if Russia, a small blue Command Module falls off into the woods nearby.