I was in what seemed like a train and I found myself in a space where the floor was covered by cut diamonds, all the same size, ready to be set, most likely on a ring. I can't believe my eyes and my luck and start picking them up. A friend is with me. I believe she had led me to that train. She helps me picking them. We are doing it as fast as we can as we are afraid someone might turn up and we'd have to give them up. I am telling her that I must share some with A., another friend and perhaps also with H.
