In my dream, I went to the the bathroom in the house in which I grew up in and I went to wash my hands in the bathroom and the bathroom door was shut. I knocked on the door and no-one answered so I went in and my sister was in there. I asked her why she was in the bathroom and and she didn’t answer me and walked out of the bathroom. I looked to the left and my brother who had passed away in 1990 was laying in the bath of a tannin coloured water which was transparent enough to see his white body and the dream ended.