Langue d'arrivée: Anglais
A couple of days before Abraham Lincoln was murdered, he told his wife and one of their mutual friends about a strange dream he had:
I went through a white house, I could not see anyone, but I heard loud cries that came from the big hall. There, I found some people standing around a dead man, a handkerchief concealed his face.
Who has been killed?- I asked an officer
-"Don't you know that the president was shot this afternoon?", he replied. Those words woke me up.