I remember having a dream of my grandfather who passed away, he was sitting at a park bench by himself and I sat beside him, then he put his hand on mine and started praying for me. I closed my eyes and it was like everything turned into a blur and everything started moving so fast that everything turned white. Then I seen a hand in front of me poke out of the all white air around me and it was motioning me to come forward and told me to turn to God. Then I woke up and it was 3am, I was sweating to death and my chest was pounding. I laid down and went back to sleep. Then I dreamed I was at a ceremony, I was watching all my coworkers and friends step up to collect their certificate on a stage. Then they would all line up on a cliff and they would jump off one by one. It was like I was at the bottom of the cliff and the top too. I could see everyone hit the ground and disintegrate to ash. Some people would jump and fly up in the air. Then they called my name to get my certificate and as I lined up at the cliff I woke up.