Woke to vision of looking out the window of a tall building (toward the east?) and I suddenly saw a volcano erupting in the distance, then felt myself running down lots of stairs. When I finally got to ground level outside, I turned the corner and saw a huge wall of water coming. I saw women (nurses?) frantically running, but the feeling was there was nothing to do, nowhere to go. Just close eyes and let go. It was very real, like my spirit was there. There was no escape from what was coming.
Woke to: “B e h o l d,” then saw vision of letters and numbers “B8 H5 N5.” I wrote what I heard and saw in my notebook. The next morning I saw I had also written below the B8 H5 N5: Bus color (like a school bus maybe?). Then I had also written, headed North to Seattle. I must have been awakened again that night to a vision of a school(?) bus headed North to Seattle (with evil intent?).
Could this possibly be a message about a yellow bus headed to Seattle to unleash another virus? This is the only time I have ever been awakened to the word, BEHOLD.