It was a peaceful morning, the moon was sinking and the sun was rising. I looked outside and saw workers, building a new house. The house they were building was red. Suddenly, the house caught on fire. I could see the ladders falling as the house was falling down. The workers were rushing out, trying not to get caught in the wet pavement. They were running in terror as the house finally collapsed. Coins were falling from one of the workers pockets as he was desperately trying to get out of the scene. No one knows where the flame set.