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I remember this one so distinctly. I was on the 97th floor with my two sisters and 2 others people. We were doing Yoga. It was the empire state building next to another building just a little shorter. The room was a yoga studio with light blue walls and maple wood flooring. We had a blue cylinder candle in the middle. It had been lit for hours and was a liquid. I was standing up when we start doing a chant, and I decide to hit the lowest note I can. None the less, the building starts shaking, and we all notice the candle doing the Jurrasic Park ripples. Then the entire building (like a real earthquake- I live in LA) starts swaying back and forth. I look out the window in broad daylight and see every other building swaying back and forth, then we all hit the floor and I accept that I am going to die. I look out the window again and our building sways around and crashes directly into the other one. The last thing I remember is looking at my sisters and saying I love you, two times. The second time it slowed down to a high pitched dragon fire breathing type of sound-and I closed my eyes and felt my self ejected from the building. Then I woke up. IT was awesome. Next time, I want to be able to control this and transition into another dream from that one, not just wake up.