Night of October 31-November 1, 2009

I remember being in a massive store the size of an airport terminal. In it was a huge Boots. There was a long line, taking up to two or three hours, for a new mascara coming out. Luckily Mama and I arrived a bit early and just missed the crowd. We only had to wait around ten or fifteen minutes. We bought some “Type 2” and “Type 5” mascara for Natasha. The dream changed and I remember being on a train and foreseeing it crash in a vision. I told my family and the other passengers who were on the train too and they believed me. We stopped at the next station and everyone got off. For some reason, a lady said she couldn't get off. Not physically get off but for a different reason. Mama decided to stay on and help her once the train crashed (with both of them on it). The woman was Asian and possibly pregnant. Papa, Natasha, and I stayed on the platform and watched the train go on to its future destruction. It was a very sunny and hot day and we waited anxiously for any word on their condition (especially, and obviously, Mama's). By the time I woke up, we still hadn't heard anything and a long time had passed.