Someone paints pictures as reliefs on photographs. N. doesn't particularly like it.

I walk through an open house wearing a suit. I notice that the trousers are very wide and cut out at the bottom. I go back upstairs to find the right suit trousers to go with the jacket.

A woman is being pursued by a man in her house. I am also in the house. The man has left. The woman has to insert a small pin-type light bulb into her eye, with the pins into her iris. I lock the front door with a bolt in the floor. As I do so, I see that the woman has covered herself with a snow dress and is sitting there. She gets up and comes towards me, asking where the man is. I haven't seen him. She says, ‘He must be in the house.’