Flying on a plane with Ellen, which then seems to be flying too low as an alarm went off. Many others started to brace for impact, but out the window everything looked fine. Then I noticed we were headed for a steep mountain and it was going to be a very close call. The plane tilted back sharply, but minimal altitude was gained. At this point I began to brace for impact, but nothing significant came for what seemed too long. Suddenly, the tail catches the top of the mountain and shears off. I can see the ground and feel capable of making a jump from the plane to the ground. I look to Ellen, who looks back at me. I wake to see Ellen in front of me.