I think it began as one epidemic, which later was met with another one.

The earliest part I can remember is seeing a youngish boy, perhaps 9-11, with an iPod playing and looking mighty nervous, as if he was attempting to avoid some sort of consequence for a wrongdoing he'd done. He was outside a doorway in an alley next to a black human cutout silhouette. He put his head next to that of the cutout as if listening for something whispered quietly from the cutouts nonexistent mind. He seemed to have been doing this a lot lately, but at last he made his decision and bolted through the door off the alleyway with his backpack following him, perched from his shoulders. He came into a dingy room, with a window set just a few feet inside the door, looking as if it were somewhere one might put in an order for a pizza. But instead he slid his paperwork over to the man, a bit overweight but only about 17, behind the counter. I think the paperwork outlined the usual information, Name, height, weight, but also a description of the boys powers. The writing on the paper was thick and silvery, as if in a futuristic type of ink. So while it seemed as if we were in an older time, we realize were actually in the future. The man behind the counter hands a card to the boy giving him his new job in the community and says that he'll be in "cooler sales" but as the boy turns around he is confronted with more people, all in their teenage years (a few pairs of teenage girls are next in line) who are waiting impatiently but nervously for their turn. He turns back and whispers a few lines of dialogue to the black man behind the counter, who is unfazed by someone who doesn't really know what to expect and offers a few words of comfort and a restatement of the boy's directions.

It seemed as if all of the people in this compound off the alleyway had begun sprouting a new power, though the only two I'd actually seen were this boy's, which was some sort of telepathy, and another in which people change pretty quickly into a younger, cleaner, golden-blonde version of themselves with a bright gold aura. These ones were becoming some sort of angels, with the ability to fly with translucent etherial wings made from these auras.

I followed someone into a large tube that looks something like the tubes used at banks to transport money, pens, and receipts between customers in their cars and bank tellers inside. The person somehow teleported into some sort of space station, perhaps on another planet. Things were getting bad here all of a sudden, and there were many people, most wearing some sort of military garb that looked somewhat like lasertag packs/guns and helmets. Lots of people were running around panicked, the tubes here were used as elevators and didn't seem to be functioning as they should be. Some people were getting trapped, some sent to the wrong places, friends stating outside with looks of horror as their friends inside succumbed to the seemingly murderous mercy of the tubes.

Things escalated in terror pretty quickly. Many people were being found with their temples blown out in a sort of charred way. When I came to someone who had not yet died after this had happened, they said something about seeing a black thundercloud appear in the room, and couldn't I see it? I knew it was a sort of hallucination caused by some sort of highly contagious virus. I was running around trying to figure out how to help. There was a pair of girls fighting about whether or not to open a door that seemed to lead into some caves. I shouted that it wouldn't be safe, we don't know if something worse would be out there. We then heard robotic chattering through the door, and pounding on the door. We knew this wouldn't be good, but the girl who wanted to exit through that door continued to pound on it. A few seconds later a group of humans, led my two women (one white, one black, both tall and thin) who rushed in wearing the same getup as most of the people in the station. They said they had arrived to help and gave each of the three of us a red and white capsule, saying it was a vaccine against the virus. But I didn't trust them so I surreptitiously spit mine into my hand, waiting to see what happened to the other two girls.

But I knew they had been poisoned and began running past the bodies of the virus' victims. I came into the back of a large auditorium and quickly sprinted down past the rows of chairs towards the stage. A moment late the group of outsiders came in through the door I'd just used and yelled that it was futile for me to try to get away. Something about how they'd stop me just at the very end, which made me think they'd all simply pointed their laser guns at the exit door for which I'd been running on the left side of the stage and were waiting for me to reach that spot. I quickly changed my course and went for the curtains at the back of the stage instead. When I changed course, they began to shoot but missed. I don't think I know much else, but I think I may have found a large group of people to help me hiding there behind the curtain.