There is an old-fashioned pocket watch pinned to wall in front of a bed. It’s time is behind. I see its minute hand go by like a second hand for a minute, advancing the hour hand quickly from 11 to 12. Then the watch starts spinning around the pin. After a moment of uncertainty and perplexity… ah, I think, this must be the spirits signaling me. I reach out to the watch to slow it down. My dream dissolves into consciousness.