Disaster strikes! We have no electricity. I cannot have a cup of tea. I cannot read my Yahoo mail! while eating my bran flakes. I do not know what time it is as the clock on microwave has stopped and I do not have another clock. Apart from my battery powered alarm clock, my mobile phone, my watch and my iPod.

I eventually stagger out to the tram. Chaos has hit the Busy Road as all the traffic lights have stopped. Cars speed around the junction in a random manner, car horns sound, dogs bark at passers by, the crazy man with the billboard and rag and bone cart stands on the corner screaming "Repent your sins! The end is Nigh!" and the walls of the Big Office Building are bleeding.

I get to the tram stop and board the first tram that arrives. It travels 200m before the Emergency breaks come on and we're stuck. The driver comes on the loud speaker, "Sorry about this folks, normally when this happens we ask control for permission to continue and they say yes and we carry on. But he can't see us on his computer as he has no power." We are invisible. An eerie silence falls over the tram as everyone remembers "The Outer Limits" or "The Twilight Zone" and the realisation dawns onto the commuters that we have slipped into another dimension.

I look around the tram; there is an older lady wearing a blue cardigan who is clutching her rosary beads tightly and rocking back and forth saying her "Our Fathers". But there is hope! If we are in an alternate universe then there is a very pretty brunette wearing a summery red and orange prairie skirt who would make the perfect person for me to start to repopulate this universe with. I am just about to approach her and make this suggestion when the driver tells us we are leaving the tram.

"I need a strapping young man to come and help these ladies jump down." I was there in a flash. I sweep the brunette off her feet and lifted her gently down to the ground. She says "Thanks." I think she fancies me. We take the long walk back up the tracks towards the station across a Mad-Max like barren wasteland. When we get there, I fully expect to find a town full of zombie people or that in this Universe Hitler won the war.

We arrive at the station, I pick up a copy of the Metro and find out that asylum seekers and travelers are to blame to everything.