I had a dream about my father. He worked as demolition engineer in Los Angeles and took me to his workplace. The house we came to was ready for the demolition, and my father offered me to press the trigger. I was scared. My father smiled and put his hands on my ears. I closed my eyes and closed the circuit of the fuse...A terrible roar shook me out of my bed and broke the windows of my room. It seemed to me that stones were falling from the sky. And then, there was a complete silence.