In my brothers' room, two single beds. I'm sitting on the edge of the right one, my elder brother in front of me, sitting on the left one. We're just staring into each other. My second brother comes. He enters the room, walks between us, then leaves.
I'm still staring into my elder brother. A few minutes pass, I look at him again and say "Did O (my other brother) arrive from Canada yet?". He answers "Yup, two months ago".
I scream.
Another dream that woke me up in a rush, having to turn the lights on, to resume my sleep.
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