Rude awakening

No, it wasn't the 7am trombone player. It's cold out now at nights, so the windows are finally closed. Nope, this was a nightmare. Ever have one of those nightmares you just can't shake? UGH...

So, for some reason, Bill and I are with this tour group, touring this large, kind of "future" city. Everything was like you'd see in a sci-fi flick for the year 2240 or something. Weird building shapes, personal crafts flying around, in and out of buildings, monorail-type trains, etc. A very futuristic city. Lots of tall buildings. There was this one HUGE building, our destination for the tour. It was next to these two HUGE mountains, like something you'd see in the West, two rock formations straight up in the air. And there's a lake at the bottom. The building is sort of built into one of the mountains.
Anywho, so we are touring this building, that houses allll sorts of stuff. A shopping mall, a hospital (with a landing pad for air ambulances), living quarters, research facilities... you name it, it was probably there. Now, I know no one in this tour besides Bill, everyone is that nameless, faceless dream "extra". Yet, we seem to know everyone. We're laughing, carrying on, having a great time. I was in a wheelchair, and someone else was pushing me, Bill was walking ahead a bit with some guys. We get up to this large outdoor deck area that ramps up to the next floor. It's like a large observation deck. The 23rd floor. Lots of people are around, admiring the view and moving along. We were slowing heading towards these glass doors, Bill had gone in already, I could see him. People outside started saying, "OMG! Look!!" and pointing up to the sky. Lots of little crafts were zooming around, but there was this one with a parachute on the end. It was the space shuttle. It was scheduled to land that day, but no where NEAR where we were. We all knew something was wrong because the parachute shouldn't have been out, and it shouldn't have been flying where it was. It looked like it was going to try to manuver between the two rock mountains. I tried calling to Bill, but he was too far to hear me. We watched the shuttle crash into the side of the mountain. It didn't explode, just hit and fell into the lake. Then people just shrugged and said they hoped they could get the survivors out since it didn't explode. So, everyone starts back into the building. I was trying to call to Bill to tell him what we saw, but he couldn't hear me and was just talking to the guy next to him. All of a sudden, the person pushing me turned me around and started pushing me quickly to the edge of the deck. I asked what they were doing, and they didn't answer. I tried calling to Bill again, screaming, but he couldn't hear me. The person started running, and I couldn't do anything. They pushed me right off the deck as I was screaming, but no one could help me. I saw the street below coming up fast. And basically, everything went black as I would've hit, and I woke up right then with a yell and grabbing Bill's arm and shaking. I was WIDE awake. I was so freaked out.

Now, I've had dreams before that were intense, but this was the first time it's been my own demise like that. I had that falling sensation you sometimes get just as you're falling asleep that jerks you awake. There's a term for it, I just can never remember it. I learned it in psychology. But man, not the best wake up call!