The date was December the 6th 2003, the night was very cold, the air was crisp and we could see the stars even in the middle Montreal. Philippe was sleeping in his bed and having beautiful dreams where utopia ceases to exist, where new coloured birds sing and where it is forever the night. He was about to learn how to ride the stars but suddenly his foot was grabbed by an evil monster who wanted to eat him. He then heard a panicked voice screaming “wake up!” so he listened to the advice and woke up to realize that his bed was on fire! So he ran to the kitchen, got some water, came back to the bedroom but the flames had already conquered it. So he called the firefighters and watched all he ever had gained go up in dark smoke and down in ashes. All the beliefs he was taught that success is counted with material belongings burnt down with his home. He was then left with nothing except for the magical feeling of being so close to learning how to ride the stars.