3 Dream

He held my hand and we stood on a mountain looking down at the most beautiful view I had ever seen in my life, of our little neighborhood, from above. He pointed outward to our small neighborhood below, it looked hellish as all the houses were on fire, and there were multiple moons in the sky. Then he brushed his fingers against my cheek and told me that we were in trouble and there was something we had to do. Before I could ask what we had to do; I woke up. I realized I had been dreaming, but it was more like a nightmare, with my dream guy in it. What could it have meant?