Time stopped

I just had a dream that time stopped. I had moved into a new city and had been there for a few months. I would walk a certain pathway to work every day. It was a busy area that wasn't a perfectly pretty one. There was small grocery and there was an olderish (50s) man, with black hair and a mustache who owned it. I had asked for a job when I had first moved to the city. I would usually say hello or give him a head nod every time I had walked by. His market was at the bottom of a building and was opened up to the outside. Right outside his store was a covered area, almost like under a city train, where there were vendors of cheap and novelty items. If you kept walking past that,  you started getting towards the touristy part of the city. It was almost like a vegas in that it was very flashy and lots of light, big streets and wide sidewalks. I had woken up that morning knowing that time had stopped. I woke up and got dressed like any day. I looked outside and everything seemed a bit still. Power/electricity must have been on an automatic system as well as cell phone, because it was all still working. I went outside and walked near the grocer. I went in to look for him. He looked a bit confident with underlying distress. I asked if I could work for him. I wouldn't need any money, I just needed some structure in some possible soon to be chaos. He apologized and said he was leaving the store. He had a place in the country. I asked if he was going to live off the land and he admitted it in an almost secret, sorry he was telling me way. I was sad he was leaving as he seemed to be my only solid thing in that city. I was looking at his store and it still looked in tact. I wanted to get some groceries, but I thought I would wait until he left town, it felt too weird. There wasn't much looting going on. I think people didn't know what to do with themselves. Some people took some large cost items, but for the most part people were walking through the city almost as if it was a nice sunny Sunday before the days of busyness and stress. But there was still a feeling of stress. I felt like something was just on the verge of happening that wasn't good, but wasn't sure what. I decided to walk back to my apartment and figure out what to do next. I had left my window open and some very large black crows had come in. It was as if they knew it was over for us humans. One was on my bed the others were all on the sill like they owned it. I went and yanked on my blanket to scare the one but he just hopped back on the bed. Then I finally scared most of them out and close the window on one. His feather stuck and he was cawing at me, so I lightly opened again to get him out. I figured I should call my brother. He had been off to the mountains camping with his wife and my dad and stepmom had gone to the coast. I wasn't sure if they knew about this. It was something that just happened, not something that was predicted. I called my brother and it rang threw. He was just coming back into town and new a bit of what was going on. We walked down the same street that the grocer was on and looked around again. Still same sleepy state people were in, with a few people randomly stealing high end items, but with no rush. No breaking of windows or burning buildings... just browsing, taking almost because they felt they should do something with this moment. My brother seemed a bit dead too. Didn't seem to care what was going on and wasn't reacting. I thought again about the grocery store and if I should buy something before it rots, and then what about when it does rot? and then?