I sensed a teachable moment reading an article titled :

40-foot wave of molasses razed Boston community more than a century ago

This appeared on accuweather.com describing a 1919 catastrophe that occurred when a 2.3 million gallon tank of molasses burst, destroying a town and causing 11 deaths. From the article:

Most of the time, the word "flood" means a torrent of water rushing into a populated area, destroying property and taking lives. It might come from a river, a lake, runoff from heavy rainfall or a surge from an ocean, but it's water all the same.

However, floods with no water at all do happen, and they have devastating impacts not only economically but on the environment. Of the earliest in recorded history two stand out: The London beer flood in 1814, and the Dublin whiskey fire in 1875.

Incredibly, this happened again recently:

(I)n 2013, a tank in Honolulu Harbor filled with 233,000 gallons of the stuff spilled into the Pacific Ocean.

Imagine the Past Life Journeyer whose senses are telling him that their community life was disrupted with either they or their loved ones dead or dying from a flood. But how to trust the image when the flood isn’t water? What if it’s either thick and gooey, or smells like beer or whiskey. It would be all too easy for that person to think, “I must be making this up.” I don’t pursue this work for the purpose of gathering historical data, but knowing that uncanny and anomalous tragedies occur suggests some of us carry these traumas in our Soul’s record. Especially when death echoes into our present life as health or addiction or relationship issues, we have to be willing to look beyond the expected to the challenging and abnormal.