I was stuck inside the warehouse, running around in circles. The inside was filled with plastic folding tables set up like a conventions market floor. Outside there was a tornado. Once I could finally leave the warehouse, which had members of my family and a bunch of others I knew, the gas pumps and such stood out. Having the bright red like normal. Stood out a lot in the rainy backround.

Before I was in that warehouse, there was a previous dream portion where I was dealing with dalets outside. My family not understanding that they were dalets.