The visibility is near zero
The pilot is annoyed at the way the traffic is being routed by the control tower
We are cleared for take off and accelerate on the run-way, but as we do, headlights shine through the fog towards us
The pilot aborts the take off, just as the headlights pull off the runway
It was some type of car that appears to have been taking a shortcut across the runway
We turn around and circle back to the start of the runway at the terminal
I ask my girlfriend Erin, who is with me (my ex-girlfriend) if she is sure she packed everything from the hotel room. She assures me she has and that it is all in the bag in front of us. I'm grateful because we have been to 2 locations before this and I don't honestly remember leaving either of them
I say thank you to her, very sincerely, for taking care of everything, because I, quote "didn't even know we were leaving". I seem pretty out of it and I'm thankful that she is there
The pilot is annoyed/frustrated and decides to accelerate the plane and brake at the terminal, so we can taxi back quicker
He misjudges the amount of speed and when to break and the plane crashes into the terminal
As the plane bends under the pressure is the collision, I am worried about the jet fuel in the wings combusting
But for some reason in more worried about how long we'll need to wait for our next plane
I see flames on a massive element heating up, like a giant heater, or some type of elongated jet engine
Erin and another woman are near the door to the plane, which for some reason is now a sliding glass door
I tell her to open the door and get out, but she is reluctant
The pilot tells them to open the doors and she listens
I grab our bags and leave out through the open doors
As I wake up, I am wondering to myself how much trouble the pilot is in. I feel bad for him, but there is no real way he can cover-up what he did
I get a glimpse of the conversion between the pilots on the cockpit where he says "there goes my job" and I feel really sorry for him
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