Chickadee23

This is the longest recall so far

It's dusk in the city where I used to live. It's starts to rain and then pour down. I seek shelter in an abandoned lighthouse in the park. It had a large open room when you first walked in and stairs leading up to a bedroom. I go into the bedroom and sit on the dusty bed. The power goes out and the storm gets worse. I start to get really scared. I rolled of the bed and look underneath it, it's too dark to tell what under there but I freak myself out and run for it. As I am running out of the lighthouse I pass a couple of people who decide that they want to go into the building.

I get to my apartment stoop and I notice some young adults hassling this gay man. I am so frantically trying to open my door so I don't bother to say anything also I am paranoid they will attack me. I manage to open the door and I climb the stairs, which are spiral. There is one door at the top of the staid and I enter. This apartment belongs to a family but I sit down with them anyways. I am sitting on the couch and directly across there is a small table with two chairs where the wife and husband sit. They speak English but also speak Dutch periodically. They have two sons, one is around 9 or 10 years old he only speaks French. The other is in his twenties, he speaks English, Dutch and French. Anyways the wife takes a plastic glass fills her cup with wine then pours half into her young sons cup which was half filled with water. They are a happy family and we small talk for a bit.

I am then suddenly in a golf course with my old friend O. I tell her a storm is coming and we need shelter because we are in an open field with golf clubs. A women beside me starts trying to debate with me, telling me that there is no storm. As she saying this it starts to rain and continually gets worse. I give up arguing with her and grab O's hand and run. It's really poring down now and I notice we are walking on a metal grate. As soon as I realize lightening comes down and strikes the grate. We were just quick enough to jump off into a pit of sand. Metal still surround us though. O starts panicking saying we almost died and I just lie on my stomach in the sand, speechless.

After awhile we get the strength to get up and we was for a cabin, at this point it's already started snowing. There is a couple in the cabin and we make small talk with them. It's starts to become a blizzard outside and the power goes off. I call up some people who are in another cabin and try to tell them that we are in danger and to call rescue. The guy on the others line is drunk and just laughing at me. I am livid, I scream that we almost died and now we are freezing and being buried in by the snowstorm. It's useless though cause he still keeps laughing. I open up the front door and there is a rescue team. The snow is so high, we walk out in single file to the ambulance. I have no shoes on( of course) and so I am freezing.

We get in the ambulance but it turns into like a moveable platform. We go to the bottom and are instructed to put our feet on the wood ledge(which is so narrow). We lie down on our backs and are told to hold onto the two rescue team people above us. The platform starts to rotate vertically and I am panicked to follow the instruction but I mange. We are high up in the air and I am so scared will slip off but the platform lowers to the ground. There is a large crowd gathered and I push my way through them.

I go back to my apartment. The family is still there and they tell me to put on a blouse and skirt and come join them to watch tv. I get dressed in the other room. I grab my art supplies and go to the tv room. Now there I a party in this room. I climb up on the exposed pipes on the ceiling and manoeuvre my way back to the room I was just at. I see a construction worker behind me and he is impressed that I climb so well. We talk about the measurements of each room and I let him know about a secret platform.
Then I wake up.