A person I never met before,yet somewhat familiar, and I are talking on a snowbank.I'm supposed to join them on a giant wooden handsled yet me with false courage takes on the front part of the sled. Ultimately we crash after the winter winds scratch our faces. I wander around the snow for a couple hours until finally I get home..yet now home is a large mansion.

There are servants in the corridors with bottles of champagne,my family is no where to be seen. This looks to be the remnants of a good riddance party. As soon as I enter, the servants stop their good cheers and look at me coldly.

"Oh...ok you come with me." says the lead butler of the group.He leads me to a room with large bookcases. "Your room is at the top.Good Night." and he leaves the room. After he leaves I take a good look at these book cases.