I have not been watching "Jaws." I have not been watching documentaries on Discovery Channel. I am not on drugs of any kind. Any of these would explain my dreams last night.
I dreamt I was standing on an observation deck at the top of a cliff, watching many boaters and surfers in the waves. Then one of the boats capsized. I saw the three people swimming away, all in different directions. One made it to safety in a cove off the cliff where there were other people hanging out. I then saw a huge, ominous, dark shape underneath one of the swimmers. The man was screaming as the killer whale broke the surface of the water, grasping its victim, and hurling itself into the air whilst biting the man in half. Everyone else observing was aghast, yet it was almost as if we were watching a movie - with people saying, "Oh my, did that whale just eat that man?" Uh, a little more drama, please! This whale was also unlike any other killer whale I've seen - it was more of a Megalodon in size - ginormous. The whale then devoured the second person in a similar fashion. I woke up before the second boat of capsized people could be eaten.
I usually dream about sharks - they scare the snot out of me, yet I can't tear myself away from Shark Week, stupid shark movies, photos, you name it. This, however, is my first time with killer whales. I wonder what it means?