I had the strangest dream last night.

I was standing on the bottom of a ramp leading out of a large underground car park. In front of me was a long mini bus which seemed to be somehow stuck on the ramp, with another car right in front of the mini bus. I was pushing the mini bus from behind, trying to stop it from rolling back into the car park. I seemed to be holding both the mini bus and the car in front of it, which had rolled back onto the mini bus. Someone else was watching me. Both of the cars seemed to be empty.

After a little while, I had no more strength to support the two cars and had to give up, let go and jump out of the way. I was stressed and felt scared about letting the cars go, but thought that I might be lucky and the cars would maybe only roll back a little bit into the car park and come to a halt. They did roll back slowly, but I realised that they rolled towards an expensive, yellow sports car, which was parked in the middle of the car park and was leaking petrol. Alarmed and petrified I looked at the person who was watching me and without saying a word, we both sprinted away from the scene as fast as we could. The mini bus had now reached the sports car and gently bumped into it at a slow speed. However, as soon as the two cars touched, they both caught on fire and a huge explosion followed, which turned both cars into a massive ball of fire and swallowed them up completely.

I was horrified and felt sick with guilt. I knew I had failed in preventing this terrible accident. When I woke up, I still felt guilty and had the same feeling in my stomach I get when I hurt someone unintentially.