Last night i had a very vivid and alarming dream. I was on this apparent cruise type of ship (very long) floating in the Hudson on the NJ side of the city (which looked a little different in my dream but nonetheless). The ship was set up like a mall, really long with a few little shops and a main courtyard in the middle of the ship with an elevator or escalator or something showing a second floor (though i didnt go up there). Ill get to the point, I was with my friends Steve, Tragno, Gaelan, Todd, Kate, presumably Richie, and presumably Emily (i remember her after the subway but not on the ship, ill explain later). We were on one end of the ship (presumably the front) which was open on top and probably 50 yards or so long. I was on the left side of the ship towards the canopy but still in an open area and I was talking to Gaelan Todd and Kate i beleive. Someone asked, "Where's Tragno" and they meant where was he on the ship but i was joking around and saw a plane off in the distance getting closer and closer and i said "Comin back from India, look" and pointed at the plane which was now closing in on the city. We were all looking up as the plane reached the edge of the buildings and executed a banking manuever with the underbelly of the plane turning to face us and the plane flying sideways. The plane, then extremely low, headed for the middle of the buildings and sharply turned in a split second to somewhat face the way it had came (appearing to be a manueveral error that 'capsised' the plane) and it dissappeared behind the buildings. This loss in sight was followed a second later by a large explosion noise which was then followed by an even larger explosion noise and (presumably a building or two fell) a cloud of dust, ash, and fire blew out from the city towards the river on our side like a hurricane force wind. We noticed this immediately and started to panic. The cloud was coming towards us and I jumped over the left side ofthe ship into the Hudson with others following suit. We climbed upthe rocks onto the shore and began either walking fast or jogging away from the scene trying to find people we knew. Just then a building on the NYC side of the hudson had its windows blown out in sort of a sequential fashion as if a timed explosion had gone off which caused us to run as fast as we could towards this supposed subway station. I climbed down the flights of stairs and reached this tiny room where the track was and saw a few people i knew around but not Steve (presumably not richie either). After a minute or two i walked back up to street level and I remember seeing emily come through the door. I called my mom a while after to tell her that i was alive because somehow my phone had stayed alive during my swim to new jersey. She didn't know what happened and when i explained it she started freaking out and turned on the news to see what happened. Sometime in this i woke up.
It's weird but it was vivid as hell. As if it was De Ja vu in the making..like i would see this moment unfurl at a later time. If that happens ill be somewhat ready this time.
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