Dream
I am in a basement of a wooden ship. Mike is there and the water level was rising. It seems like no problem because the water was getting pumped out. But the water was rising faster than the pump could handle. This water is clear clean drinking water. I am at the ceiling pushed up by the water. The stairs up the deck is next to me. I can go for it if I need air so I don’t drown. I didn’t care to go up the deck and was not nervous about not being able to wait for the pump to pump out the water.
