Unexplained complex dream

My dream from the other night was quite long and complicated. I hope I can still remember the key points. I can't check with my dream book for another week, so this will have to stay meaningless for a while.

It started in this hotel. I was there with some family from Mother's side of the family, I think Dad may have been there too. I have strong recollection of seeing Aunty Chris and Aunty Sue. I'd had a message from good fairies that we had to get out of the building because something bad was going to happen, but they didn't tell me what. I managed to get my family outside but not all the other guests came out. A vicar stayed inside by the huge windows on the front of the building and called everyone in to hear his sermon. Aunty Sue went straight in and Chris followed. Even Mum went in and she doesn't believe in God. This was all wrong and I knew it. I figured that the vicar was the bad thing I was warned about - or a part of it at least. None of the others would stay outside though because they'd been outside now and it was safe inside and the fairies hadn't told me how long the danger would last. So I went inside to try and get them out. I didn't listen to the vicar.

Next thing I know I'm in a room upstairs that is very like my old bedroom at home. It was windy and there was a bit of string attached to the window latch. I pulled on the string trying to shut the window, but it was too windy. I tried to tie the string to something but it wouldn't reach and the wind blew the window off and sucked me out through the window and suddenly I'm floating around outside the front of my house. But it's not my house. Instead of a lawn there's a field knee deep in grass. There's a car wreck between the house and where the grass starts and Mum is standing by it yelling at me to go right a bit and left a bit. The window was acting like a kite, only I couldn't steer it so I landed at the edge of the grass.

Then I'm back inside. The whole of the front of the building has been ripped off by the wind and my bedroom window has been replaced by a tiny window and it's really dark in there and I hate it. I go back downstairs and I'm in the hotel again (I'm not sure why it's sometimes home and sometimes a hotel). I see an organ and decide to try and play it. Whenever I hit a note it starts to play a hymn on it's own. I can't control it or play my own music on it. I get annoyed with it just as the vicar comes out of a side room nearby. He tries to persuade me and a girl I used to go to school with (Faye) that we should go to church in the hotel. I had somewhere to go, so I made my excuses and left and went outside the hotel.

There I saw one of my German friends, Heike, talking to a German friend of hers in english. I think they were arguing. After the friend walked off and Heike was walking in the other direction I went up and spoke to Heike. We greeted each other in German and asked how the other was etc. But then she started answering me in english. Then I woke up.