I Dreamed Of A Bus Crash

We were in a big stadium, the starting point to a great, mysterious location. I listened to people talking, my brother being next to me striking conversations with the strangers. He was offered a spot in the middle of the bus and asked me if that was ok, to which I replied that he has a phone so he can find me upon arrival. The talking quiets down as two sisters of older age spoke to us the rules and expectations for the ride. They also said that if you proved you were good, there was a prize. We were then separated into three busses, and I learned then that my brother was moved to a different bus entirely. Getting loaded on, I took note that I was on the white bus, my brother on the blue, and the third one was red. I sat quietly in the back with a stranger that swapped with my brother. As the busses moved, the blue bus was in the middle lane, the white on the end. Things started to get weird when the bus pulled way to far forward, causing cars to swerve not to hit it. Just as quickly, we backed up. There were unseen thuds coming from the other side of the blue bus but we couldn't see anything. As the busses started moving with a green light, the red bus stayed behind as it was practically split in half. People started to panic, but because we knew our bus driver was bad we stayed seated and silent as we moved along. There was a sudden loud pop as the blue bus next to us swerved and hit the side of the white bus, causing both busses to spin out of control. The white bus fell to its side, knocking me down. I hit the seat across hard but it didn't feel as if I broke anything. Fearfully, I took charge and asked if everyone was ok. There were a few that needed some assistance and I offered my help along with a few others that were mostly ok. We saw next to us was the blue bus flipped upside down, but it's shape held firm. Knowing my brother was on that bus I quickly assessed the surrounding streets. Traffic was stopped but no help had arrived yet. With a final check on those who needed help, I opened the back emergency door as it swung down like a ramp. I told everyone to try and get outside if they can. I the raced over to the blue bus and opened the back emergency door on theirs. It was chaos as almost everyone I saw needed help. I called out to those outside that were gonna need extra hand in here. As we puled in and removed those who were able, I desperately searched for my brother. When I found him, he was banged up but visibly ok. Out cold, I carried him outside and made sure he was safe with nothing broken. When I assessed that he'd be ok with no further assistance, I moved on to get the others that were passed out but not too badly damaged outside. Bringing the last one outside, I was grabbed by a big gloved hand; help had arrived. Anyone who needed medical attention in a hospital were first to be wheeled out, the rest treated on-site. A few were asking about the red bus and told that it was taken care of and they'll find out in about 3 hours. They assured them that as of now they knew of only injuries and no confirmed deaths. On our busses, the white bus driver was arrested for starting the red bus accident and the blue bus driver was pronounced dead at the scene. We were slowly brought to safety, my brother laying next to me in a grassy patch, as I looked up my exact location and called my dad to come get us as we were safe to go. After the call I looked up and sighed, feeling my heartbeat slow and the adrenaline finally leave my system. I played down next to my brother and just felt the slight pounding of the painful areas as blood fought its was to the openings. I then closed my eyes and the feeling stopped.