I dreamt that I was with my beloved when the world came to a stop. There was no electricity or water. There was no public transport. All systems were down. We were with two women and one man in their twenties. They appeared like university students to me. I do not remember how we got together, but we were already a group. Actually, a gang. Our collective fortune consisted of a box of scalpels and a bottle of disinfectant. We felt quite fortunate because of our possessions. There was quite a bit of good cheer in the gang. For some reason, we felt that we could get through it all. No matter what, we would figure it out sooner or later. At some point, I told the gang that we had to be careful if and when approached by any other people. Smiling and laughing should be avoided before we became better acquainted. I also started teaching them how to deal with men intent on rape. The victim should appear as though acquiescing, but the man’ veins at the top of the thigh next to his balls should be cut with the scalpel at the first opportunity. Not even a doctor could stem the flow of blood, I explained. The last thing I remember from the dream is that the whole gang listened to what I had to say without a word. It was amazing how close we had become in just a few hours. When I woke up, it was already time to get up. Even though I was surprised by the dream, I felt kind of uplifted by it. The gang was just to my liking.