Last night's dream

I'm walking through a wilderness. I'm surrounded by my cohort from school, and we are the first people to ever walk on this planet. God has created us from nothing and we know it. After we have walked with Him and talked with Him, He gives us magnetic balls to carry and sends us on our way. We don't know where we are supposed to go, but in the end, it doesn't matter because we can feel the pull of the Eternal in the form of the magnets in our hands. We are on bikes heading down a path towards the unknown when someone in the group says "did you feel that?" Everyone else begins to say they have felt something, a pull, and they insist that it is God pulling us in a different direction. I felt nothing.

As we begin in our new direction, we cross a road. I am starting to feel the pull myself, but quickly lose track of the pull when I see that we are starting to bike through mud. I look down and watch my tires get swallowed by the wet earth. Someone's magnets slip through their hands and fly into the air.

We are suddenly at a building in a desert. The desert is vast and the building stands alone against a backdrop of a broken sky. Everyone files in. Everyone's magnets are going crazy except for mine. They are flying out of their hands. They are shooting out through windows into the distance. I see one of my cohort run to a door and shout "TAKE THEM BACK, THEN!" I watch in horror as he throws them away willingly. I look through a window and realize that he was throwing them to a figure standing in the distance. He thinks he is giving the balls to back to God. Suddenly, in a coordinated effort, all of the magnetic balls return and begin attacking the building. Through the chaos of breaking glass and screams, I see who my friend had given his magnetic balls to. He is walking towards the debris. I recognize him. As he walks towards the building, I say his name. "Satan." He stops in his tracks, shocked that I recognized him. He has short, tidy hair, and is wearing neat slacks and a green polo shirt. My heart stops in my chest, but only for a moment.

I am leading a line of survivors away from a burnt out building. I have my magnets in my hand. I don't know where we are going. I tell everyone not to look back as I see the smoke being blown in front of us by hot desert air.