Suddenly our mountain cottage had an immense garden. It was fenced in and had a ceiling about 50 meters above the ground. The ceiling had mould on it and bits of dilapidated wall and ceiling parts started to fall down. The next time I looked a huge flock of dogs where walking on the ceiling, and then an immensity of other animals, small and large. My bike was standing in the middle of all this. I couldn’t reach it. The animals where too many, and some of them where wild and dangerous. A desperate situation. The bike was a Kris Holm unicycle 29″. Dark blue.