I dreamt I was north of Toronto and the War had come up that far from the States. All the power was off and I was hiding in an abandoned house. It was obvious that being in the country was the safest place so I decided to try and make my way further up north. I left the house and walked through a field to find a high vantage point to see Toronto. I got up into a high tree-line and could see all of Toronto from there. A huge swath of destruction like a giant oblong crater had taken up most of the northern part of Toronto. My heart sank as I saw this. Since there was no transportation I knew I would have to walk hundreds of miles. I only had the clothes on my back.