THE NEW PACKAGE GIVEN BY NORTH KOREA?

This dream was given to me on May 31st, 2017 in the early hours of the morning....

 I am in the front passenger seat of a car.  I am aware that the car is moving away from my mother and father's home, on Highway 94.  I have an awareness that my family is in the backseat or at least all my kids.  I do not know who is driving.
For some reason I ask the driver to get over to the side of the road, but I can't remember why.  It happens to be at the area across the street from the feed store.  I jump out of the car, and turn to my right looking towards the West.  I see something....
I see a car pull in near us and a man gets out.  He sets up a device near a rectangular big rig compartment shell that seems to be open on the side.   It all seems so oddly small....like it is a distance away.   He jumps back into his car and zooms off on the road towards Jamul!   I study this device that the man left, and it is moving.  I get this feeling that since he split so fast, it must not be good, so, I turn back to the open door of the car and jump in!
I say, "We gotta get outta here!" The driver begins to drive away before I can get my door shut.  Not sure when I recognize the driver as my mother, but we don't get very far on the road past the feed store heading towards Jamul, when I sense a blinding blast behind the car.
I look over at my mother driving and she is looking into her rear view mirror.  She reaches over to me and grabs my hand.  Giving it a squeeze, she says, "It's not good."  I say, "Is it atomic?"  She says, "Yes." I brace myself for impact wondering how it will feel to be hit by an atomic wave.  Then I process...am I going to be raptured?   I wake up.

THE SUN FLARE OF BIBLICAL PROPORTIONS!

  
 Note:  This dream occurred in the time between 11pm and Midnight May 25, 2017.

I was finding myself a spot for the show that we had come to see.  My husband and my youngest daughter were with me even though I did not see them.   I hurried to the center of the room where a lady was looking at a couch that looked like it could hold 4 people.  I quickly sat to the right side of the couch, and she sat to the left of me.
   I turned to her as I squished towards the middle in hopes to at least save a seat for my daughter.  I noticed there was not much space to the right of me to fit her in.   I realized the lady was doing the same, and we were like gloves next to each other.  I asked her if she was saving seats for anyone else, and she said yes.   I acknowledged that only one would be able to sit with me since the lady needed space for one too.   I accepted the idea that my daughter would sit with me, and my husband would have to sit somewhere else.
   Next thing I knew, as the show was starting up, it came to a sudden halt as we could not hear any talking anymore.  Everyone around me seemed to be quiet in anticipation to find out why this was happening or whether it would come back on, and we would continue.  It wasn't long before we were told that all the communication systems had been affected, and it wasn't just this place.   We were told that something happened to cause all telecommunication systems to shut down and we were not the only place hit....they did not seem to know why.  The understanding that it was THIS Friday night (May 26th, 2017) at 11pm came upon my heart.
    This is when I suddenly remembered what was suppose to happen at that time of the night!  I spoke out loud - projecting my voice over all the people in front of me that a sun flare had erupted on Monday and was due to hit between 11pm and midnight this very night.  This began to stir people up and upset them.   I, however, felt glad that it had not affected the electrical grid because it would have made the plane I was in crash.  At that moment, I realized I was in a plane!
    Suddenly, the plane lurched and acted oddly.  The front of the plane began to tilt forward, and then it took a drastic dive downward, and began take a nose dive, angling to the left as it began it's decent towards Earth!  I remember feeling fear, the feeling of falling was so dramatic, the pressure against me.  It felt so real!
     I just tried to talk myself into enduring it knowing my end would be fast when the plane hit the ground, and I would not feel pain, but be in Heaven!  I did not scream.  I was enduring the feeling of falling, and trying to focus on the truth that I would be with Jesus very soon!  It went on far too long (even though it was just a few seconds!) .... it just got too much to bear, and so I woke up with my body breathing in a hyper-ventilating mode.  It took some moments to gain my composure because it was SO REAL!

   I was given understanding by a Christian brother that the 11th hour, and the plane going down meant that something was about to end.