The same night I had a grotesque dream.
Perhaps I was in the Other World cos it was total darkness. There were many trees. I was running away. I was in a car driving in urgency and there was a man sitting beside me in the backseat. He might be a monk cos of his shaven head. He crouched with his back facing me and I hugged him tight from behind. That's when he turned his head back slowly and told me it was the first time he was touched by a woman. Suddenly, the car stopped and obscure figures dragged us into this factory--the slaughterhouse. Everyone was strapped to anvils, males on one side of the factory, female on the other. All the women seemed to be bleeding from their vaginas. I saw the man I hugged being dragged to one anvil and he started swelling and then transforming into an egg-shaped mass like Humpty Dumpty before exploding into a mess of gore. He was the first.