End of the World Dream

Due to planetary alignment/asteroids/earthquakes, the world seems about to end. I am in Taiwan and so is my family. We get on a space shuttle; outside the window planets are moving up--we are moving down.

"Is that normal?" I ask.
"Yes," a space shuttle personnel guy says.

Then we get on a bus. My dad and I are in charge of carrying a number of family members in tube/bottle like things, basically sucking their souls as well as physical bodies into the thin bottles until we are ready to release them. I am carrying my youngest brother, my four grandparents (one pair per container), my cousin, and her father. We make a bus stop in Pingtung and are at my grandparents' house. My maternal grandparents are no longer in the bottle when I open it; they are gone. My fraternal grandparents, after I let them out of the bottle, say they want to stay here, even if it means death, because they are tired. I let everybody else out, talk to them, and then put them back in the bottles. I pack some chocolates, crackers, candy and a bottle of fiber supplement.

We don't know if we're going to die but we have to get on the bus and keep traveling. Looking out from the bus window, I see people everywhere in the streets. There are booths and stands that sell water. People look desperate and frightened.