Refugees in outer-space

Reading through last year’s dream journal, it’s easy to understand why I had more gloomy, end of the world and post-apocalyptic dreams; after all it was a pretty shit year. Thankfully this dream from 29th October 2020 isn’t as depressing as some of my previous “end of the world” dreams.

The planet had finally reached its limit and the world fell into chaos. Tsunami’s raged, earthquakes shook, volcanoes erupted; the balance of nature was no more, planet Earth was dying. 

Earth wasn’t the only planet experiencing an apocalyptic disaster. Around the world, fifty inter-galactic transport vessels descended into Earth’s atmosphere in hopes of saving as many Earthling creatures as possible. With the intensity of the natural disasters increasing every second, the fleet could only remain in Earth’s atmosphere for a maximum of ten minutes. Each “alien” spaceship was capable of carrying two hundred passengers, meaning only ten thousand earthlings would be able to escape. At the pace the planet was falling into ruin there was no time to categorise or prioritise who boarded the spaceships; it was first come, first served. After ten minutes, the fleet simultaneously closed their hatches and retreated from planet Earth, into space. 

The situation onboard the vessels was just as hectic; with hundreds of frightened and confused humans shouting, crying and screaming. The alien crew were finding it impossible to control the chaotic passengers. When things finally began returning to normality and the crowd began to calm, the crew directed the earthlings into different terminals. As the fleet retreated from a dying Earth, the earthlings were both relieved to be alive and terrified to leave their home and everything precious behind. The earthlings were so caught up in their grief they failed to notice they were onboard an alien vessel and travelling through outer-space.

Passengers were assigned to dorms in different terminals; which dorm depended on whether you were alone, a family and so on. The dormitories were no larger than a shed and only contained bedding, a sink and a toilet. Apart from the dorms, each terminal had a communal area of sorts; a dull open area with a few benches and dining area. The earthlings shared the dormitories and communal areas with refugees from other planets. After escaping from their disaster-stricken planets, every refugee had barely anything to their name, their only possessions being whatever they were lucky enough to carry onboard. 

Obviously, there is no way I can accurately tell how big the spaceships were. You can imagine how big they would have to be to carry 200 refugees, the crew and store food and other necessities. The dorms remind me of storage units; rows of small, square units tightly packed together. 

At first, the different species are wary of each other. After all, even with decades of research, earthlings were never able to detect other lifeforms in the universe. However, since they all shared the same tragic experience of fleeing from their dying home planet; it didn’t take long for friendships to be forged. 


  • The refugee ships are separated into sections. The refugees had access to several facilities such as a kitchen, shower rooms, a small library and other mediocre facilities to keep their minds and bodies active and healthy. 
  • The dormitory section resembles a stadium; with ridiculously high ceilings and a wood paneled floor. 
  • My dream character is a young orphan girl (human) living in a dorm with hundreds of inter-galactic orphans. The language barrier proves problematic but she found comfort being in the company of others, and even made a few friends . After weeks onboard the ship, the young orphan becomes curious about the space ship. Where was it going? Why were so many inter-galactic species rescued? Where did the alien ships come from? 

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