Planes and Bomb

Dream took place.  In corvallis.

  It was dark, but there was a fire going.  It lit the night delicately.  Like a burnt out lamp with a splash of orange in all the dark corners and in the windows.  As we hung around, Robbie, Quinn, Brenda and I we noticed something. A plane in the sky as bright as day.  A plane in the sky. A commercial jetliner in the dark moment.
  Our eyes stuck on it we watched it fly high, and turn and dip and turn and nose up, and then quickly move in our direction.  We realized what was happening.  It was terrifying and amazing, a plane coming towards you, an awesome sight.
  It swept towards us, moving deliberately towards the ground.  As it hit, it swept along the ground to the left of us was we watched it crash pushing away the earth and pulling itself into a hole created by its mass.  Then it was gone, behind the master house of the property.
  I ran to tell my neighbors.  A plane crashed, next to us.  Why should they care.  Aumi wondered what was going on and said she would check it out.
  We walked behind the house towards the plane, ripped up and unrecognizable walking inside.  It was a mall, a shopping center with made for tv products and storefronts.