WEBVTT 00:00.000 --> 00:04.240 The work of the great Dr. Sigmund Freud centered the attention of the whole scientific world 00:04.240 --> 00:05.740 on the subject of dreams. 00:05.740 --> 00:11.080 It is not surprising, therefore, that one of Freud's fellow psychologists, Dr. Ignez 00:11.080 --> 00:16.320 Gézard, should have made a hobby of collecting and recording strange dreams which were imparted 00:16.320 --> 00:19.920 to him during his years of practice in old Vienna. 00:19.920 --> 00:25.280 What is surprising, however, is that in the doctor's collection there is at least one 00:25.280 --> 00:30.920 dream which no psychiatric theory can account for, a dream that defies the very premises 00:30.920 --> 00:32.880 of Freudianism itself. 00:32.880 --> 00:38.000 The rain fell steadily on the streets of Amsterdam. 00:38.000 --> 00:42.360 Hendrik van der Moen, a member of the Amsterdam police force, drew the collar of his coat 00:42.360 --> 00:46.620 around his neck and shuddered as he lingered at the canal bridge, fascinated by the ripple 00:46.620 --> 00:48.920 of the raindrops in the water below him. 00:48.920 --> 00:58.440 My God, a man in the water and he is found and gagged. 00:58.440 --> 01:02.640 Early the following morning, in the little town of Lokel, Switzerland, one Gustav Mertz, 01:02.640 --> 01:07.640 who was both the police chief of Lokel and also its police force, read a telegram in 01:07.640 --> 01:08.640 the privacy of his office. 01:08.640 --> 01:14.320 I identified him as Jakob Dauer, a watchmaker of your village, was still alive when rescued 01:14.320 --> 01:19.720 from the Amsterdam canal but had been bound and gagged and severely beaten, died without 01:19.720 --> 01:21.200 regaining consciousness. 01:21.200 --> 01:25.280 Obviously a victim of murder. 01:25.280 --> 01:30.240 Later that morning, young Rudolf Bauer, son of the late Jakob Bauer, received a call from 01:30.240 --> 01:32.400 police chief Gustav Mertz. 01:32.400 --> 01:35.080 My father, dead? 01:35.080 --> 01:36.760 Murdered Rudolf. 01:36.760 --> 01:40.080 He went to Amsterdam on business, I suppose. 01:40.080 --> 01:42.480 Yes, to buy materials. 01:42.480 --> 01:44.520 He had enemies there? 01:44.520 --> 01:46.000 Why, no. 01:46.000 --> 01:48.400 He scarcely knew anyone in Amsterdam. 01:48.400 --> 01:49.880 And here in Lokel? 01:49.880 --> 01:55.400 Well, no, unless you would call Ulrich Tobler an enemy. 01:55.400 --> 01:57.880 He owed father a good deal of money. 01:57.880 --> 01:59.640 He refused to pay him. 01:59.640 --> 02:01.640 It made father very angry. 02:01.640 --> 02:03.480 At least it used to. 02:03.480 --> 02:07.160 A few weeks ago, father stopped talking about it. 02:07.160 --> 02:11.780 It was almost as if, well, as if for some reason. 02:11.780 --> 02:15.360 He was afraid of Ulrich Tobler. 02:15.360 --> 02:20.520 It was not until two days later, when he was going through the deceased's personal papers, 02:20.520 --> 02:26.480 that Gustav Mertz found out why the watchmaker had grown afraid of his neighbor Ulrich Tobler. 02:26.480 --> 02:28.320 That was when he found the record of the dream. 02:28.320 --> 02:31.920 It was carefully written down in Jakob Bauer's neat, sturdy hand. 02:31.920 --> 02:36.600 If I had had this dream only once, I would not bother to set it down. 02:36.600 --> 02:42.040 But it has come to me not once, nor twice, nor even three times. 02:42.040 --> 02:44.440 Four times in all I have had it. 02:44.440 --> 02:48.800 In the dream, I was arguing with Ulrich Tobler. 02:48.800 --> 02:53.480 I reminded him of the money he owed me, and I told him he must pay. 02:53.480 --> 02:55.760 But he refused and laughed at me. 02:55.760 --> 02:59.400 And then I grew very angry, and I said I would sue him. 02:59.400 --> 03:04.040 A very evil look came into his eyes, and he turned away. 03:04.040 --> 03:06.040 I too turned away. 03:06.040 --> 03:11.400 And then, before I could take a step, something struck me on the back of the head. 03:11.400 --> 03:12.400 I fell to the ground. 03:12.400 --> 03:19.480 And the next thing I knew, I could see myself, bound and gagged and bleeding. 03:19.480 --> 03:25.400 Around me there was nothing but a cold, wet blackness, for I had been thrown unconscious 03:25.400 --> 03:28.080 into the waters of a canal. 03:28.080 --> 03:34.680 Yes, this was the dream that Jakob Bauer had written down a few days before he died. 03:34.680 --> 03:40.240 Can such a dream be classified in the Freudian manner as the mere expression of a subconscious 03:40.240 --> 03:42.200 fear or desire? 03:42.200 --> 04:05.440 It did not rather be accepted as a prophecy, a prophecy incredible but true.