I'm with my husband in New York for the first time, and I feel so glad to be there looking at all those gigantic buildings. Later, we decide to go to a party, and we are in a big ancient house with hundreds of people that are laughing, dancing, drinking, etc. Me and my husband are watching all those things but we are sitting, a little bored without doing anything. Suddenly a young woman comes and grabs my husband's hand, asking him to dance with her. He stands up and goes with her. Then a little boy, aroung 9 or 10 years old asks me to dance with him, and I'm very surprised to see him in that place. But the boy is very tedious and he is playing pranks all the time. I try to hide from him, and I'm alone, looking for my husband, very sad... I start crying. All of a sudden, people scream and run terrified. I see that the house is collapsing, and the ceiling is falling to pieces on us. I get so frightened and start running too, very worried about my husband.