elevator fear

Date: 6/12/2016

I can only recall a dream fragment, as follows: I was in an elevator. For some reason, I was laying down. I think there was a bed in the elevator, and it may have been a freight elevator. The elevator reached the basement, and I had a fear of being attacked or raped. (Note: thank God, this never happened in real life.) The door opened and stayed open for a period of time that just seemed like it was suspended, and took a very long time to close. The man outside the elevator was a stranger (I think of Asian descent), and did not seem like the threat I feared, but I still held my breath nonetheless. The stranger was distracted, having a conversation with someone else, and raising his voice to be heard. I prayed the distraction would not let him see me, and he did not turn his head while the elevator door was open. The door eventually closed and I was on my way back upstairs again, feeling like I could breathe again, having escaped imminent danger.