I dreamed about a big burned house. I saw it in the dark night, with a lot of people were visiting it... I think it's so strange, so uneasiness... Later, I was in a car with my mother and my sister at night. At the end of a lost road in a campaign, I saw an house and i thought immediatly : "It's déjà-vu!". I explained to my sister and my mother, around this house, maybe there was many peoples. My mother stopped the car. All was like I said. Many strange peoples came in. Bad feeling... They changed our car for an another, more little, less easy-driving. I was afraid. Perhaps there was about thirty persons, with a very dark face...

I'm screaming. I'm sweating. I realize it was just a dream. I saw my alarm clock. Six o'clock facing me, it's ringing. Today, it's hollydays. I will go with my mother and my sister in the south of France. In a old house. I need to prepare my bag for two weeks. So, I get up. I have no time to lose. At nine o'clock, I need to be ready to leave. Today will be a long day. I know we will arrive at night.

Romook, I have a dream...