Seeing that it was getting late, Mike accelerated. He went to Yorkshire to find the house where he livedin his childhood. He still remembered to search the garden forsnails, hide under wet leaves and carry by his fatheracross the meadows. He hoped he would find the house, thegarden and the meadows looked exactly the same as 40 years ago.Before the journey he tired. He had found some oldphotographs but all of them seemed lost during one of the many removals he had been through inhis life. The road sign announced the name of the village andMike saw the lights of a pub glitter among the trees. Hecouldn’t help notocing that the place looked gloomy and deserted. For a moment he wished he had stayed at home.Inside, Mike was greeted by a huge man from behind the counter, whosuggested him to take off this coat. «He couldn't workhere when I was a child» , Mike thought. The man rose and thenMike saw that one of his arms amputated, apparantly. He felt like going out but when he was about to turn round he felt aheavy hand on his shoulder…