I had a dream about flooding about a week ago.
I was at a cafe in Italy, or maybe France. The cafe was near a river and just outside the walls of an old castle. It got really cold out very quickly, and everyone was moving inside the castle walls into a restaurant. The restaurant had a nice view of the river through some large windows.
We watched as the river began to freeze. There were chunks of ice floating down, then more and more until they formed an ice jam. The river started to flow over the jam, but it froze solid as it did. Soon, it was flowing out of its banks, and it would freeze solid. Then the water would flow over that and freeze.
Soon the floor was covered it water, but it was warm inside, so it didn't freeze. But it kept rising higher and higher. I kept telling people we need to get upstairs. I remember helping people up the stairs, and I saw an older woman whom I couldn't get to. I didn't recognize her, but somehow knew she was my mother. A crowd of people was pushing up the stairs as I was trying to fight my way downstairs, then I saw the water where she was sitting turn to ice and rise over her head.
I raced upstairs, and I was looking at the stone wall of the castle. I was thinking that surely it would be strong enough to protect us. Then water started seeping through the cracks and running down the wall. I kept telling people we need to get to higher ground.
A man showed me a back door to the restaurant that opened out to a hill on which the castle was built. A few guys ran past me out the door, headed to the top of the hill. They got about a third of the way and froze in their tracks. I was no longer worried about the people behind me; I was thinking about getting to a small garden shed at the top of the hill. I thought that I could run faster than they could; maybe I can make it.
I took off running as fast as I could. The air was so cold I could feel my lungs freezing as I inhaled. I tried holding my breath, but the cold was too intense.
I woke up, never knowing if I made it or not. Ugh!