Quick! Pack a bag, some food? We're going on a trip in Sergio Bisio's new book. He drives without tricks, don't worry, the steering wheel is stable. Marcos, his partner Rita, and their twelve-year-old daughter Irina, who will sleep and then wake up, will accompany us. Where are we going? To the sea or to the village? The season: summer; and yet the village wins. Why? Mmm, the little signs are starting to creak, and it seems that something is about to go wrong. In other words, something can always go wrong as soon as modern man leaves his shelter in the city. Five hours of driving and we'll reach a destination that Bisio especially loves: space, a specific space: home. The rest of the journey is up to you. What's certain is that you'll arrive with your "tongue out," because you can't stop. Fast, pop, suspenseful literature, dialogues like arrows that hit the target, horror versus subtle irony. Almost visual literature. Humor and themes hidden from view, hiding behind unlocked doors and inside the family car. What is a mansion – a novella? A film? A story? A nightmare or a comedy? All of them. Well, Bisio can do with us as he pleases: to deceive and to play, that is, to produce literature.