Third dream, (--/01/24)

I was sitting on the floor of my grandmother’s house. Around me were three young people: two boys and a girl. One of the boys had curly hair and was albino; his presence felt strange, almost unreal. With a serious tone, he confessed he came from the future, and that he was there to warn me about something—but he didn’t manage to say what.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I stood up and walked over. When I opened it, I saw something unexpected: on the doorstep was a basket, and inside it, an albino baby. It was the same boy, but as a child—as if the present and future had collided. I carefully picked him up… and in that moment, I woke up.