Malfunctioning Elevators and Bridges

Date: 5/12/2020

I was in some type of formal building waiting for an elevator when I can hear a whole group of chatty highschool age students (theatre kid types) come down the hall and then into the same area I am to wait for an elevator. An empty elevator appears and is going up, I must’ve been needing to go down so I didn’t get on but the students piled in until it was too full and some people were still pushing to get on. I advised some kids to wait for the next one, but they ignored me. The elevator malfunctioned and started going up very slowly with the doors still open. The kids thought this was funny and took it as a challenge to get on. One last kid, a male, jumped in as the elevator was halfway up but the doors had started closing. He got in but the doors closed on his arm and I knew what was going to happen and was so terrified that I turned in shock so as to avoid watching and the formal room became me standing on a stage facing an empty dimly lit theatre. I hear the kids screaming and heaving to get his arm out but the elevator kept moving up. I could hear his arm rip off, it fell and hit my back and I could feel the warm blood stain my clothes. I just stood and faced the empty theatre trembling. Their screams were getting further away as the elevator went higher and I looked down to my right and a few feet away I saw his severed arm. *this woke me up irl* & what’s really weird is that when I woke up this morning, I woke up with muscle soreness where his arm had touched my back, just across my shoulder blades Then I had another dream after falling asleep again that I was on some type of trip. Kathleen and I drove over a huge bridge over a massive river that flowed thru a desert. We got to a place that looked like monument valley where I saw Florence camping. I joined her in her tent and we caught up, then somehow we were suddenly at the edge of a canyon and someone grabbed our tent from going over just in time and helped us out. Later I saw the remains of the Salvation Mountain art attraction but is was up on really high stilts for some reason. I joined my friend group at a house we were staying at (this is vague but I feel like a lot more happened here and I just can’t remember). Also something else later happens where I’m wandering by the river and two little girls are in their (oddly green and with trees for a desert) backyard playing and I watch for a couple moments and feel really sad for some reason. When we are driving back I can’t remember who is driving with me but I’m sure they’re male. We get to the same bridge but it’s wobbling strangely. Thinking it’s just the sun making an illusion on the pavement we drive on it anyway. We soon realize the bridge is close to collapse and floor it to get across. I feel like the car was thrown over the edge and I remember trying to stay afloat in the river? I feel more stuff happens, but I can’t remember the second dream as well as the first.