I dreamt that Motovun went through a cycle of violence that left it completely deserted. No-one remained. The cycle of looting, murder, and arson irrupted suddenly and it lasted only a few weeks. All sorts of horror took place. Many people escaped as quickly as they could. No-one understood what was going on, but anger overtook everyone affected, and some responded in kind. New forms of torture and killing were invented on the spot. I remember that a number of people were pumped full of gasoline and set alight. After a while, their bodies would explode. Collecting body parts for a funeral became a nightmare. The only other thing I remember is that the only creature that remained alive on top of the Motovun hill was a ladybug. It could be spotted easily in the charred remains of the hilltown, for it was yellow and it had orange spots. For some reason, the ladybug would not leave the place. It roamed from ruin to ruin. When I woke up, I focused on the insect. It made no sense whatsoever. The only mystery in my dream.