I dreamt that I was in some posh hotel someplace in the States or Canada and that I was preparing to go to bed when I felt with my tongue that one of the front teeth was loose. It was the first tooth to the right on the lower side. I checked it with my finger, and it was indeed loose. I caught the tooth with two fingers and rocked it back at forth. And it stayed between my fingers. I could feel the hole between my teeth with my tongue. When I put the tooth back in its place, it stayed there, but it was clear I could swallow it while asleep or while eating. I panicked at once. I was staying in the hotel together with several people I was traveling with around the world. We were on an important mission having to do with an impending crisis. Our job was to coordinate the response with as many governments across the globe as we could reach before the crisis took hold. And most of our meetings with leading people took place around meals. My missing tooth would be quite an embarrassment. I needed a dentist fast, but I was thinking about using some glue before I could find one. I woke up in the middle of the night before I could figure out what to do. I was covered with sweat. The first thing I did in the dark was to feel the same tooth with my finger. Then I checked all the other teeth. Everything turned out to be fine, but it took me a while to fall asleep again. The memory of the gaping hole between my teeth was still with me.