All of a sudden there was a disastrous wrenching. It was as if something had been sacrificed. I awoke in my reclining chair and looked around. The room seemed the same, but it wasn't clear if it was night or day. It seemed to be one of those in-between times. I walked downstairs, opened the front door, and walked outside. The sky was strange, covered with clouds but dimly glowing. You were standing there looking up, too. "It could be any time of day," I said. You agreed.