Hopeless Wanderings

So, it's been awhile since I posted a dream, and it's been even longer since I posted a dream that didn't involve death or something disturbing. So I thought I'd post what I remember from last night.

Me and some guy got washed up on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere. For some reason, we had a tent and some supplies with us. I knew we were going to be stuck there for awhile so I started setting things up. It seemed like somewhat of a small island so I didn't think there was anyone else on it. We started exploring and came across some weird things, like a clothing shop(with no one in it). I just thought, "oh that's awesome, now I'll have a bunch of clothes to wear." I still wasn't thinking there were other people here. We came across a lake that was down this hill. I sort of stumbled into the water and that's when I saw other people. A man, a woman, and a little girl. I knew immediately that these weren't good people, and that we needed to hide from them. I was in the water with the guy who was with me, and the strangers were in a boat coming our way. The only thing we could do was hide underwater. So I held my breath and went under. I ran out of breath so I breathed, and realized I could breathe underwater. I heard the little girl talking about wanting to jump off a platform into the water for fun. She did that, and that's when she found us and then we were in trouble. We tried to get away but I think they captured us.

The only thing I remember from this dream was arriving at an airport in New York City. We got off the plane outside(instead of inside in airport) and immediately I looked into the distance and saw the remnants of a world trade center. It was still there(well, half of it), all these years later, and it was still smoking. It was like people left it there as a reminder and never cleaned it up(and it never fully collapsed). I just remember looking at it and saying, "oh my god. oh my god. look at that. look at what has happened here."