Dreams of Fires

I dreamed a dream last night.  I was living in the mountains to the east of Salt Lake City.  It was summer, and a nice breeze.  I was along the lake with a friend of mine. However, later in the day a powerful hot wind blew in from the west, bring with it a powerful wild fire.  Then thick, dark smoke covered the Sun and sky.  From the smoke floated tiny particles of poison as the fire ravaged the land.  The particles were fallout, and they killed most every living thing that the fire could not kill.