I had a decidedly wacko dream last night.
I was watching the news with my family (something that actually never happens in real life) and the report was about Joseph Stalin declaring war on the United States. I know he's long dead and all now, but in my dream he was alive and well, dictating Russia in modern times. I felt like I had seen everything in the report already, maybe from an earlier one--a roof was on fire, and lots of signs like the ones you see promoting local politicians, "Richard Mann for treasurer..." but they were all in Russian, saying threatening things and exalting Stalin, of course. I don't actually know any Russian.
There was also a kid on fire, the only thing that felt new in the dream, and he was too busy writhing in agony to roll after stopping and dropping. Some cops tried to roll him around manually, but he resisted, screeching. His chin caught on fire, resembling a beard. One of the cops hit him with his nightstick saying, "Roll, stupid kid!" Then, the cops ran away as the kid exploded. It was pretty nasty and very very weird, but there was no blood--just organs.
In my history class, we're long past any discussion about the USSR, so I don't know why I had this dream.