Nonna was showing me something in her bathroom. There were 3 jars filled with ashes. She told me they were her relatives, and that they all had a lot of problems when they were alive. She showed me a video. One guy had to wear a black mask because he had something wrong with his face. She gave it to me and for some reason I put it on. I took it off and we were in some kind of jail cell. There was a huge bed in the center, but the cell was small. Nonna told me she had to go out and she'd be back later. At first I was ok alone, but then I started to panic. I called out to her, but someone a few cells down told me to shut it. She came back and was really mad at me for yelling. I decided to make it up to her by painting the place. I met up with my brother nick and began painting the stairs outside the cell. We painted it with every color we had, from red to green to blue. It looked really bad. Then the stairs transformed back to the original white color.
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