Out on the town with my friend A, we are kidnapped by three young members of the nihilist youth league who take us to a safe house and engage us in conversation about our core beliefs. The true believer is a young man who looks like me but with longer hair. He has a little pistol. His two accomplices are his older sisters; they seem equivocal and more or less friendly. We remark that it's ironic that we are the only ones wearing all black.