The other night I went to sleep very late, about 3:30 AM and a couple of hours late woke up from this very vivid dream. I am in a residential apartment, I stand in front of the elevators and a lot of people are going up. So I wait my turn. Then a friend and I get in. The elevator starts going up then starts shaking, then I sense that it might fall down. I find this cable hanging from a corner and I think of holding it to suspend myself in order to prevent the shock of the fall. But all of a sudden the elevator stops, my friend has disappeared, and somehow I sense that I have died. I get out of the elevator, outside the apartment, there are children playing outside. But there are no colors - it is like a black and white film. I have something in my hand that I want to put in a trash bin so I ask the children where the trash bin is. A child shows one which is too far away. Then the awareness that I have died sinks in and I say to myself: I have not even said good-bye to my son and feel depressed. I also think about 4th density and think that I have not made it. I woke up with an ache ( a pressure) at the top of my head and could not go back to sleep. This type of dream is a first for me although I had a couple of dreams about deaths of people I knew which turned out to be true.