Apocalyptic Natural Disaster Dreams

A favourite subject of my unconscious brain is definitely the looming threat of a (usually watery) natural disaster. 

Last night my unconscious brain was bringing its A-game. It had my mother with a pet lioness, a huge maze of a city on a hill, gradually torn apart by repeated incursions from sea, it had me managing to hide in a doorway as water rushed past, it had marine life, it had a bird's eye view of the final flooded scene.

And then I woke up with the imprint of my pillow giving my face a hint of Klingon about it.

I wonder how they are doing in Tonga?