My family was at this massive nature park with hiking trails, mountains, rivers, waterfalls, and caves. It was crowded and apparently located on the border with Mexico. We went inside the cave and something happened. I think I was piling furniture in the cave (???) to try and reach this thing that would unlock a cage so this magical creature that was trapped could get out. One of the people in the cave got sick and o felt really sorry for him (no one else did; they thought his crying in pain and begging for water was annoying). I went out to get him some water, but the closest store was across the border. I went there and tried to ask for a bottle of water, but the guy didn't speak English. I left and got lost on the way back to the cave. Mom and Luke found me. Luke went off to hang out with his friend. Mom and I went back to the cave and found out the guy I was trying to help had died, apparently poisoned, which explained why he had begged for water. I woke up because I was so upset at failing to help him.
