I was in a Catholic church. There were candles lit and I walked to the front. A phone rang at the back. It was for me. I walked back and could see one of the lines lit up and blinking. I went to push the button to connect with the caller and the light stopped blinking as if the person hung up.

I pushed the button anyway and I heard a voice: that of my dead father (he passed away on September 1st of this year). He said something about Putin and the kids. I strained to hear what he was saying and then I woke up… That’s it.