I had a crazy dream that I was in a foreign town where there stood a large stone tower of sorts. I noticed it started leaning and knew it would crash down into the town killing everyone in its way. I bolted to get a head start knowing it would fall. I ran thought the streets and into a house. Even though I was far away as I saw the tower falling I felt that I couldn't be far enough to play it safe so I jumped out of a second story window to continue running from it while my aunt and cousin stayed in the room bc they felt it unnecessary to jump. I ran up to a hill of on lookers as the very tip of the tower came crashing into the room they were in. I believe they survived but were seriously injured. I was the only one in the town to escape and felt a great sense of relief and shock.