Last night I dreamt I was in a tall building with some people. The building started rocking back in forth, some people thought it was the wind, but I started climbing down the stairs. As I climbed down I noticed the ceilings getting lower. Then near gound level. The building collapse and I fell down with the stairwell into the basement level trapped. Oddly after this, there was another me. I'm walking towards a policeman who was searching the rubble. I tell him I hear some cries for help and then direct him to a small hole in the rubble. He could barely see the outline of a moving body below, which happens to be myself from the first part.