What are road dreams about?

This has never happened to me before and its kind of freaking me out. Im wondering if anyone else has experienced this before because nobody in my circles that I asked ever had.

This is the dream:

This was a few nights ago and im still fucked about it.

I was at my childhood home, my parents were really old and frail (75/80’s, they’re actually in their 40’s irl) I felt like i was 24/25 (Im 19). The tv was on and I was cleaning not paying attention when the tv had a really loud alarm. The news guy said that america has fallen and showed huge street fights with fire everywhere and people getting shot and falling by the hundreds. The same dude came back on with another alert and said that the outsider countries that were waiting to attack have just declared war too. The phone rang and I watched my younger brother (18) answer it and hang up. I couldn’t hear him or anything else. He didnt say anything but him and my other brother (17) went upstairs, got a bag and left the house. I knew they got drafted to fight and I knew they didnt say anything bc they weren’t going to come back. My dad got up and hobbled to the door and said he had to protect the family, but I knew he didn’t want to go. He was doing it out of duty, and everyone knew he was too old he would die for certain. My mom was crying and so was my little sister (9) and so was I. Then there was another emergency alarm on the tv to immediately get underground and put something between your teeth and bite down, North Korea was coming. I got my family to go the basement and I was coming behind them, still upstairs when I looked out the window and saw a blinding white light growing and I knew I was going to die right then and I had this huge feeling that I had let it get to that point. It was MY fault that it did.
The light became everything and then it became all dark and my eyes adjusted to see that I was in a moving hallway of sorts. It in space, made out of space, and I could see outside of the area but I was confined to the inside. It was like a black space snake and I was inside riding it like a train. Some of the space scales of the snake worked as doors and I could go into points of time in the future/past, of my life which was a tiny section of it overall and in general too. I looked inside one room but I didn’t go in. It was just trees in a swamp. I opened this other door that had a vibe™️ to it and instantly I was met with this warm yellow glowing light that filled the entire room (which had no walls, it was just the light) and it had the MOST loving feeling ever. It felt like the ultimate motherly warm love ever and I could just melt into it and be happy and safe forever and I was about to step in when the light shifted and formed the face of a lady. The lady opened her eyes and looked directly dead in my eyes and without opening her mouth or anything she said loud and clear: Speak. The sound was in my body and everywhere at the same time.

And then I woke up. And I remained fucked up because I’ve never died in a dream and continued dreaming ever before.

Also my interpretation of the dream was: i have to speak on what ive been meaning and KNOW i need to speak on in order to not let bad things happen. Im trying to write a book and Ive been too scared to start.

I had been on Earth, standing in the streets as I watched about seven spaceships flying towards the moon.

I asked someone standing beside me," what are they doing?"

"Aliens have been found underneath the moons surface. They're making contact," they replied.

Time skips to about a week later.

The governments are asking for volunteers to go fight the aliens as it was found they were hostile. I volunteered at the station set up. After training I'm set to go.

I'm on the ship, flying through space and we land (there's a group of about six of us). We begin being attacked.

Next thing I know, I'm waking up as if I had been knocked out by the attack. All of my crew are gone except for one, who is standing in front of me, inspecting himself in the mirror, his shirt is off, his veins are a dark grey. I realize I'm injured and am leaning against the wall for support as I stand but still fall due to my injuries.

He begins monologueing about how humans won't see them coming because they take our form and how they've been watching earth right under our noses, blah, blah, blah. This entire time I know Earth is doomed. This crew member in front of me was the alien. They could blend in.

While he's finishing his speech, he approaches me and I wake up. I know I died. He had killed me. This dream had felt so realistic and sometimes I wonder if this has happened in some other version of this reality.

It was as if I had seen the real world, not the one that we are in but, a dystopian place where people who consciously dream are locked away for fear of finding the real world. I escaped from the prison to eat my favourite food, chicken schnitzel, due to the fact that in the prison you barely got to eat and a lady (That I knew was guarding the real world trying to catch dreamers) spoke to me and asked me if I was ok, I stared blankly at her, she replied with "Oh good I almost thought you were conscious" with a sinister smile. I heard speak of someone once I had left the restaurant talk about words that would unlock the gates to the prison and let the conscious dreamers be free, I found other dreamers, fell in love and walked amongst the rooftops of cities and through streets for what felt like days. I found myself reaching a pinnacle of a grand tower, that stood above the city and the code words that would set the dreamers free, I returned to the prison, near the restaurant that I had broken into, the same lady spoke to me she was angry with what I had done, that I would let people know of the real world and with the words of power, I let out all the people into the real world and woke up.

In this dream people kept referring to me as "Lucifer." As in the devil. But instead of seeing me as a devil, they saw me as their angel. It's as if a religion was formed around me. One day in the dream, I decided I want to travel. It's been a while since I traveled anywhere so I decided I wanted to visit the countryside. Two people came with me, again they still refer to me as Lucifer. At this point I got used to it, but I'm still mildly annoyed by it. We reach the country side, it was just fields and fields of wheat, the warmth of the sun was pleasant, and the cool breeze made the wheat dance. (not literally)

Then I saw this boy. He was short, had white hair, and he was wearing a cloak. He was crying on the side of the road. I didn't just want to leave a random crying person on the side of the road, so I approached them. And when he saw me, his face lit up and he asked "Are you Lucifer?" Seeing the fact that the title Lucifer being given to me made people happy, I decided that I'd embrace the title. I told the boy that I am indeed Lucifer. And he became so happy that he hugged me. I went back to my two followers along with the boy. We stayed and enjoyed the countryside. And the dream ended abruptly.

I had the literal scariest dream I've ever had while I was taking a nap yesterday. The dream started out with me standing outside an abandoned-looking red wooden house in the dark. There was one street lamp lighting up the street. The red house seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, yet there were no trees. Since there was nowhere else for me to go, I went into the house. Inside, there were some girls packing their suitcases frantically. I stood in the doorway super confused as to what was going on. Then all of the sudden the lights start to flicker and a shadow starts moving around the walls of the room. The girls packing their suitcases start screaming. Before I had time to react, a black and white demon emerged from the wall, lunged at me, and engulfed me. Then, poof, I'm back outside, standing in the street looking at the red house with the one street lamp giving me light to see.

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At this point I'm super confused. I quickly realized that I needed to save the girls in the house. I kept going back in to save them, only to end up being engulfed by the demon each time. At some point I became lucid and thought I had to save the girls in order to even wake up from the dream.

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Every attack from the demon got more and more intense. Every time I found myself back out on the street, I would formulate a plan as to how I was going to defeat the demon and save the girls. The last time I went into the house before waking up, when the demon attacked she made a kind of vortex around me. She was rotating around me so fast that she was all that I saw. I decided to try to see her face to figure out who she was. With my hair blowing in my face, dust flying in my eyes, I squinted and covered my face to try to figure out her identity so I could use it against her. Then I got a phone call that woke me up.

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This is the most freaky, terrifying, and vivid dream I have ever had in my entire life. I woke up with a single dried tear streak down my cheek. Anyone know what this might mean, or if it was just a random freaky dream?