I had a disaster dream last night. Very rare for a person like me who seldom dream. This is the dream genre I've never experienced before. So I’d better write it down for future analysis in case I would forget about it soon.

I couldn't recall how the dream started. Anyway, a big fire broke out in the residential district I ever lived in about 10 years ago. Buildings are not exactly the same like before but I still could recognize them. The fire was so fierce that it swept over a row of buildings in a second. What's the worse, the fire kept rushing ahead partly due to the limited distance among buildings.

Some friends and I escaped from the building and ran towards the opposite direction of the fire. The fire expanded so wide that we realized it would be no use attempting to run across the fire and get to a safe place. The only choice was moving ahead.

From time to time we looked back just to find rows of buildings swallowed by the fire. I couldn't remember how long we’ve moved forward and the road seemed endless. What comforted me was that the fire seems further and further and finally it was out of our sight. Totally exhausted and frightened, we decided to have a rest in the building before us.

It was an ordinary apartment building, just like thousand of that in the district. It was weird that one of my friends had the key so we entered into an apartment with ease. We sat on the floor and planned to get some drink. All of a sudden, I saw smoke rising in the corridor and fire was dancing. Oh my goodness, the fire had caught up with us!!! We jumped up and rushed out of the building. Then I could even feel the heat of the fire.

So the escape started over again and seemed no end. Several times we had thought we'd beaten the fire temporarily but whenever we slackened our pace the fire would return again. At last we got to the border of the residential district [ thanks God there was a border! ] and hundreds of people had been waiting there. There was a bus stop!!! Waiting for the next bus, I saw the fire blowing across the building relentless. In despair we finally pushed ourselves into a crowded bus and left the hell.

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Update: Comared with Xiao Xiao Feng Ye's thriller dream, mine is nothing.