I dreamt that someone tried to kill me. I was dreaming of something entirely different, which escapes me now, but the scene changed without warning. A woman dressed in a green uniform typically worn by cleaning ladies in hotels lunged at me with a knife. The light was greenish, as well. Confronted by imminent death, I screamed in utter panic. And the scream woke me up at once. “Gosh,” I mumbled. My beloved was next to me. She made a slight movement in the dark, but she did not say anything. Thus I hoped I had not woken her up. I fell asleep again almost immediately, she told me in the morning. And I started snoring pretty loudly. My scream and my snoring kept her up for quite a while. I hugged her apologetically, but I lamented my lousy memory. The murder attempt remained very hazy in my mind. All I was sure about was that the scene changed without any warning. Everything turned green, and I saw the woman right in front of me with a knife in her raised hand. The only other thing I could remember was that her uniform had short sleeves. It all took no more than a second.