I thought the dream was a premonition.

I can remember waking up from a dream, a nightmare. It was loosely taking place at a hotel in Biloxi where we had stayed once. Loosely based on some type of Body Snatchers movie, the earth was being invaded while we were on vacation. Military type people were in the hotel conducting the evacuation and the walls seemed more cinder block and plain than I remember. Jamie had become separated from us and I asked where he was, I was searching, and an soldier said he'd been taken by one of the aliens. Before MyFella could respond, I ran to the other section, the other crowd, and I went in with them. I found Jamie. I knew this meant I would probably be "taken" as well, and we didn't understand how much the others remained themselves. But I knew I was with him. His face turned to me and the voice said, "He knows you're here." I woke from that awful dream and thought it meant something. That somehow I'd be with him always. That I might even have to make a choice, one where he would know I was there. I'm so amazingly miserable.