when I was 10 I was in an accident. Crossing the street, I was hit by a car doing 45 mph. I don't remember that day or any day surrounding it. I do remember, however; walking in a huge white room of sorts. It seemed never ending and I walked for the entirety of my unconsciousness. Beside me on either side were 3 blonde haired white girls, that when I looked to see their faces, I only seen more blonde hair, and front of me was a black girl with long braids and shells in her hair. She led the group and would point out directions and tell the blonde girls what was what. After a time I looked out past the girls and tried to get a grip on where I was. It was like a train station/flea market? My legs grew tired and I knew it was time to ask where we were going. When I stretched out my hand to tap the girl in front, I asked where we were going. That's when I woke up in the hospital. My birth mother and the doctor stood over me looking at me. I'll be 28 this year and I still haven't cracked this egg. Where was I? Who were those girls? I can only guess that is was the in between, and they were guarding me. But guarding me from what? The place I was in seemed to be a good place.
I don't have a definite answer for you, but try to recal as much about the experience as you can, then look for parallels in your life. Maybe the blond girl and black girl with shells and what they were doing carries some hidden symbolism. Have you had similar experiences before that that may have lead to that vision? I hope you sort it out, I think you are in a better postition to understand it than anyone.