I was at work (Merillat), and all of a sudden there was something about the fire department, and something about a fire in the plant. I think I knew at that point we were sitting on a volcano, and we all had to get out, but it seems like people were taking such a long time getting out. They kept working or something.
So right after that I was in the plant heading up to the drill and dowel department, and I saw Ellen (a supervisor) on my way there, and I stopped and told her that I loved her and how much she meant to me because she was almost like a mother to me.
Then I was up in the front of the drill and dowel area, and there was a trough of sawdust and dirt there, and some female (I don't remember if it was Ellen or not) was digging around in there with either a shovel or a garden rake. They ended up finding one of my old Casio Databank watches (a black one) in the dust and showing it to me. I recognized it, and it was dirty and didn't work right.Then they dug around some more and found another black one. That one was also mine. Then a third time they dug and found my silver looking one. None of these had bands on them, but were all in kind of the same condition.
Then all of a sudden from off to my left there was a lava flow that popped up out of the floor. People were running and screaming, and they were trying to get in touch with the fire department. I remember running outside and it was almost dark out, and there was the orange glow inside, but it was blue outside. Two environments that seemed so different.
Anyway, we got out there, and someone was trying to tell us to get out of there and someone else (I think it WAS Ellen this time) said that we couldn't, and it was like the hills moved and the brush adjusted, and we could see the road ahead of us, and then as both we kept moving and the land did, we could see a lava flow going across the road. I helped everyone though we were stuck, but I didn't think we were. I knew there had to be a way out.
Then we and the land moved more, and I saw that the lava flow was just puddling at the sides of the road, but there was still a drivable space in between, and I knew it wasn't going to be there for long. I remember thinking "Now is the time to go", but I don't remember if I left or not because the dream ended there.
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