Hurricanes, again

Date: 10/18/2017

I don't remember the beginning very well, as usual it's pretty blurry, but if I'm not wrong it starts with me, my family and a bunch of people from my old school getting on a large boat, which looked like a cruise ship. We begin the journey, I remember going to the bathroom with a few of friends and taking baths, getting ready all together while we were waiting to arrive to the destination. there was also a guy that I hate, I don't know what he was doing there. Anyways, we encounter a storm on the way and the boat starts to move a lot, for that we're asked to go back to our rooms. But I remember going again to the bathroom to pee while the boat hits a wave and I can see it going a little under the water and feeling the walls cold (I don't know how to explain how I possibly felt it). We finally arrive to the destination, it's a beautiful island, which seems to be in the Caribbean Ocean. The place is amazing, a large shore lays in front of our hotel and from my room I can see the most beautiful sunset, of which I decide to take pictures. I then go down to the beach and suddenly I'm now reunited with another group of friends, among which I see Drew Monson (a YouTuber, Shane Dawson's friend) who I love, and apparently he's a friend of mine in this dream. We enter a small but very beautiful two-floored house on the beach, property of one of these friends and were getting ready to go jump in the water when on the news (and then in real life) we see that there's a big storm approaching, they call it Hurricane Ophelia, and because of it a few tornados are forming far in the ocean. We see them getting closer so we start to take our most important things and hurry in the bottom floor which was underground and safe, when we notice that Drew hasn't come down yet. We call for him but for some reason he doesn't want to come down/be saved so I run upstairs and take him by his arm and force him to come down with me. The storm gets worse and worse, rain is coming from everywhere, wind, and then it passes. It's still raining and a little wind but we decide to go back upstairs to see how much damage has been made. Nothing seems in a bad condition, luckily. Drew goes out despite the rain to retrieve something (can't remember if he was looking for something or a dog) and then comes back telling us everything's clear now. Seeing the sun again in the sky, no wind and no clouds we decide its time to go take a bath, maybe surf. Two guys and I take our surfs and run towards the sea, but while we're pretty far we notice once again another tornado. Then two other ones. The other two are small and far away, they disappear, but the bigger one is once getting closer to our small house and obviously us in the sea. We start swimming far from it but the wind and current of the sea keeps pushing towards it. We panick, but for some reason it then passes us without hurting any of us. Weirded out but happy to be alive we swim again, this time back to the shore and back to the house. We once again get in the basement to wait the passing of the hurricane and then we decide that it isn't worth staying and go back to the boat which takes us back home.