‘’Victor, I don't care about the unexplainable, I don't question the dark, the lucid or the insane. On a cold, dark and rainy night, you find yourself alone on some road,  don't look for help you won't find... in front of you like a mirage a ruined house that looks familiar, although you know you've never been there before. You feel something is wrong, you are panicking. So why the hell do you come in? You come in because it's a damn cliche.’