In the sleep I went to lake in sand, wished to bathe in it and to sunbathe. On a beach it is a lot of people, hot, sunshine. I have got acquainted with someone, to me it is good, but it is necessary to come back home, and I regretfully go away. For some reason standing at me thick woollen socks. On road - a pool, I casually enter it. I go on a carpet to mum At home, mum changes curtains at windows, and I understand that has left dirty traces on a carpet. I distract mum that she has not noticed a dirt, and then I suggest it to dress a beautiful bright dressing gown. Then we get to an arbour where my friend sits, and with it - Victor Yanukovych. Yanukovych says that at it from a hand have removed a bone, and he very much is afraid of hospitals therefore anybody of anything does not know, it was treated at home. On his hand - a scar and bandage pieces. It became a pity to me of Yanukovych.