I was walking with some people towards what felt like South Beach, and I remember my friend Kodi and her mom being there. Some other people were walking with us, but I do not remember who. It felt as if I was going to work another gig, but instead of going to the dressing room the performers and I were waiting on a staircase. All these people around me looked like they were in different costumes, almost Halloween costumes, and I was dressed "gothic," if you can consider that a costume. There was a door at the top of the "U-shaped" staircase, and I ended up being halfway up the staircase. We were all waiting to get inside of the door. Kodi and her mom were not on the staircase with me, they went somewhere else. There was a girl at the top of the staircase that was frantically pounding on the door with no reply. She was almost violently banging on the door, and everyone was desperately waiting for someone to open the door. My left knee eventually started hurting while waiting, and two healers that I know personally ended up being behind me and took out two chunks of quartz crystals and tried to heal me by placing the crystals around my hurt knee. They said to watch out for my left foot and pointed at a specific area that is actually a meridian in the foot. Everyone saw how frantic the girl was beating on the door with no reply and started getting tired of waiting for the door to open. Random people ahead in the line of me started to descend down the staircase. My knee was really hurting so I started to climb down the staircase myself because I wanted to take off my knee-high and heeled combat boots to give my knee a rest.
Then, out of nowhere a woman I vaguely remember came out of the door and handed random people glasses of water that were still on the staircase. I believe I received one, but it is hard for me to recall. There was a man with his head in his hands sitting low to the ground inside of the door, he looked very tired. I wondered who the man was. She then quickly went back inside of the door, and the door locked behind her. The girl who was previously pounding on the door couldn't believe that there was a man sitting right in front of the door who didn't answer her violent knocking on the door and started screaming with rage. I ended up getting confused and went down the staircase to wash my face at one of the three sinks located at the bottom of the staircase. There was a mirror in front of the sinks, and it resembled a backstage area. The "Om Navah Shivaya" chant was playing, and as I looked at my face in the mirror when I was washing it, the chant started skipping as if the CD was scratched. I felt deeply disturbed by the skipping chant, and actually then woke up in real life with my heart beating very fast. I have a long history of night terrors, and I felt as if I almost had just awoken from one. In actuality, I also have had an injured knee for about three months now, and that is a very scary thing for me since I am a performance artist, contortionist, and dancer, so it has been bothering me very much.