No explanation

So I had a dream.
It took place at the house in Ohio. It was where my grandfather lived and one of my uncles lives now its a main gathering spot for the Chavez family. A lot of my family was there but there were also a lot of non-family members around it seemed like a lot of people I attend Northern with and some of the people I worked with this summer we were washing dishes in these brown plastic Rubbermaid tubs and they were all filled with disgusting water, and suddenly we all like 20 of us, me and the people I am not related to started dumping out all of the tubs, just all over the floor. We all ran outside and across the street, the house was on the wrong side of the street, not the side its usually on, but we ran across the street to where the house normally sits, but it wasn't there the garage and the big barn/house were, but not the house, yet everything looked right. One of the people in my dreams, who I can identify by name but will refrain from doing, pull out a giant pipe from his pocket, but there is no way this pipe could have even pretended to fit fit in his pocket it was like the size of a gallon of milk and it was a really old looking Sherlock Holmes pipe. So we all start smoking it, there has to be like a pound of ganja in it, because its so big, but every time I try to take a hit after the first hit I end up gulping a bunch of water, but it goes into my lungs and I can some how feel it in my lungs, but I keep attempting to take hits, and I just get more and more water. Eventually like after 5 minutes of this all the ganja is gone and it just starts pouring and they throw the pipe into the woods. The woods burst into flames and its pouring but it does not affect the fire at all, it just rages. Half of the group sprints across the street the other half of us start to sprint for the woods, yelling about rescuing something, for some reason I feel like it was not a person though, or even living for that matter. Anyway we sprinted into the woods and there was a river about five feet in and I guess nobody saw it but we all just sprinted directly into it and were swept down stream and towards a waterfall. We swam so hard against it but one by one everyone went over the edge, but when the last person I knew went over the edge the current stopped and the river dried up, and the fire stopped burning. The forest was gone and the waterfall was now just a cliff, I stood looking over the cliff, this landscape was completely unfamiliar to me, and I was completely alone. I ran and jumped off the cliff and I woke up as I hit the ground.