the dream starts as i am walking down a wide staircase onto a train station (after thinking about it, i think it may be a place called richmond, in surrey, which we go through a lot) with my dad. we were talking about train crashes in japan, and london's archirecture. my dad also said he disliked madam tussauds.
the station had a large number of platforms, and on them were rows of small flower beds. policemen were standing almost everywhere, busily questioning people and writing things down.
me and my dad went to a platform on the far right, and got on a train to the next station, the final station on the line.
about half way toward the next sation, we were stopped for quite a long time, but were allowed to continue to the station. we started going quite slowly, but rapidly got faster and faster.
the platform we were stopping at was a bit furthur than the other platforms, and when we passed them, there were three trains that had crashed into 3 seperate platforms facing different directions.
police and ambulancemen were helping the injured out of the wreckage. no-one on our train said anything, but just stared at what was happening.
the driver was going faster and faster and i ran to the back of the carriage shouting "we're going to crash! we're going to crash!" and covering my ears.
before i knew it, the train rammed into the wall, throwing me backwards. (the impact was so strong, i could feel it in my sleep...) the crash knocked me out, and when i awoke, a huge group of people were stood around me, and for some reason i was smiling. on my train, no-one seemed severely injured, but on some of the other trains, very few were still alive.