I can't go with you...

And the dream starts like this:

I am standing in a wooden platform. A few friends of mine are with me. We are all survivors of a Tsunami and we barely made it. There is destroyed buildings all around us, a few trees standing and some corpses laying around. The wooden platform that we are in is starting to fall apart, and if we want to survive we have to get out of there fast. So we jump as fast as we can, and as high as we can in order to land in a semi-destroyed hotel.

This hotel looks more like an "Hacienda" than anything. Stone walls all across large and wide hallways, and the quantity of wood used in the construction is minimal (I wonder if there is some kind of explanation for all of this). As soon as we set foot in the hotel we know that there a few survivors inside, and we have to get them out of there fast before the whole construction falls apart.

We look for the desperately and after a half and hour we have find three of them, which we have help and then bring with us. Bu the time is running and somehow we are now sure that there are al least four survivors left. The walls are starting to crack and we feel the gentle but constant tremble of the floor. What to do?

We begin to look for them everywhere. Inside the rooms, the closets, bathrooms... everywhere. And finally we found someone in the library. When we entered the library we saw that it was empty and the probability of finding someone was minimal, but something told me to look beneath one of the desks. I did it and I found someone all right.

I found a little girl, around 8 or 10 years all, black hair, tanned skin and blue dress. But something was wrong with this girl... she was scared of something and she seem somehow... death. When I talked to her I realized that she was already dead. There was nothing we could do about it. She was cold, shivering and nothing I could do would help.

I felt insanely sad for this girl. I hug her. I cried. I wanted to free her from all her suffering. I wanted her to be happy. I wanted to stop all her suffering. After a few moments the girl asked me what we were doing and I explained everything to her... that we were her trying to help the few survivors left, but time was almost over and we would probably never make it. She offer us her help... she was somehow connected with the hotel and she could sense things, she could tell us where were the last survivors.

We found them really fast... and while we were helping then I remember that I held her hand. I fell in love with that girl and I didn't wanted to let go. I remember saving a woman in a black dress and a really old woman. The rest I really don't remember.

As soon as we found the last survivor we all ran for the exit. The building was falling apart and we had to get out of there really fast.

The little girl and I were the last ones in the line. Everybody have already escape and only the two of us were left... and we were almost there... almost. But.

But when we reached the exit the little girl suddenly stopped. Her strength was unbelievable, I couldn't manage to make her move. we were almost there. Almost. And suddenly she let go of my hand and pushed me outside saying: "I can't go with you.... I belong to this place" And as she was entering the hotel and I was falling to the ground below, the building collapsed and the girl was gone with the hotel.

......

I love this kinda dreams... just love them. I wonder if there is some kind of explanation for all of this.

I wonder.