Father Oliveira can't remember the date of the first time he had the dream, he's just sure it was in 2003. He kept having the same dream for 16 years, varying in frequency between once or twice a week, sometimes complete, sometimes incomplete – but he would wake up in the middle of the dream. Over the years, the people and the place where the events took place varied, but the events themselves, including the things he heard and said, were always the same.
He hadn't told anyone about the dream until one day in January 2019 when he first came into contact with Padre Pio's supposed letters about the Three Days of Darkness. The resemblance was so great that he felt he needed to comment on the mystery that had accompanied him for so many years. After recounting the dream, he never had it again.
Description of the dream:
It always began in the same way: The priest was standing near the door of a house, outside, looking at the sky. At a certain moment, he saw it reddish, but in a different shade than at dusk or dawn. The sun was close to the horizon. There was a kind of fire in the sky, coloured between bright red and blue. It resembled clouds, but in a way I had never seen before, because it looked like fire.
Then he heard the sound of birds and saw lots of them flying in the same direction. The sky darkened too quickly, like when a storm is brewing. At that moment, there was always someone nearby who would ask: "What's going on?" The priest's answer was always the same: "It's starting!" It felt very cold.
After that, he found himself inside the house. He was closing the windows with wood, boards, blankets and other materials. The objects he used at this time also varied over the years he had the dream, but he was always closing all the openings in the place. Inside the house, there were several people, all known to the priest, helping him close the windows and doors and carrying food or blankets from one place to another. Always in this part of the dream, someone began to question everything: "This isn't necessary! It's an exaggeration! They've already said on TV that it's going to pass!" The priest would always respond with an order to continue doing the work.
Two details happened every time he had the dream: he would look at his reflection in one of the window panes and notice his grey hair and beard, even though he didn't look old; and whenever they were finishing closing up, an acquaintance would arrive at the last minute and he would feel a great sense of relief.
The dream sequence continued in the same way. From then on, everything became very dark. He couldn't identify the faces of everyone in the house; the number seemed to be somewhere between 20 and 30 people. A light came on, always in the centre. The first time he dreamt, it was large and small candles (about five or six) placed in the centre of the room. On other occasions, it was a fireplace, but always with candles in front or emergency lights, with candles too.
Finally, the third part of the dream comes down to this: Everyone gathered in the dark, with some small light in the middle. Everyone was holding a rosary. Someone always said at this point: "It's too cold!" Their response was also the same: "It's already started, we'd better pray and keep quiet." Then came the worst part of the dream.
He began to hear noises like lightning and thunder; sometimes they sounded like bombs going off, a strong wind and whistling. Through the few remaining gaps, he could see the flashes of lightning or bombs. It was difficult to know where or what the flashes were coming from. The fear was great at that time. You could feel the shaking of the house through the floor and walls.
The sequence was disturbing. You began to hear screams and a lot of noise outside as if a large crowd was running through the streets. There was the sound of gunshots, objects breaking, people screaming and the sounds of animals, such as pigs, horses and oxen. Father Oliveira compared what he heard to the sound of hell.
At that moment, someone always approached the window, as if to spy on what was going on outside the house. The priest always stood up quickly and said: "Stay away from the windows, don't look outside!"
The dream always ended the same way: He gathered with a few people around a small light, locked in a house, with this hell going on outside, looking at the candles. Sitting on a small stool, he kept saying to himself: "We only have to endure three days. In three days, it will pass."
He never dreamt beyond this moment. He either woke up before or exactly at this moment.
Translated by: Monique
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