Going down?
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The setting was somewhere in downtown big city where I'm from, although I didn't actually recognize any real surroundings, and it was at night. I was with my family and we were all on our way to some show or event. We seem to be in a hurry. I verbally nag at my family to pick up their pace so we aren't late. The lightrail goes past, I'm not sure if we rode it or not. But either way we end up in a parking garage on one of the higher levels. By this time I get the feeling that the show or event has already happened and we are now making our way back home. There is a man with us now and I feel a strong connection to him like we are perhaps a couple and maybe even holding hands. As we approach the garage elevator my brother and I break ahead of the rest of the group only about 10 feet or so and step inside. The moment our weight is on the lift. It plummets. I am scared to death, my heart and my insides feel all mixed up and my face feels like all the blood drained from it. Immediately my brother and I both shreik out in terror. The doors don't even close or anything. Our family looks on helplessly. We float inside the elevator as it hurtles downward due to the whole falling faster than gravity's pull thing. I feel like I'm riding that ride at Six Flags only not strapped in. I start thinking of ways to escape, but then I wake up.
