Des phénomènes plus qu'inhabituels se produisent depuis peu à la maison : les escaliers grandissent en falaise, la cuisine rétrécit et la moquette crache des flammes. Léo ne comprend rien aux messages de Mot qui, coincé dans une dimension à la géométrie inconnue, navigue du micro-ondes à la télé en passant par le miroir de la salle de bain. Toute la famille tente de sortir de cette situation des plus périlleuses.
The walls swallow up any monster who happens to pass near them, the stairs grow into cliffs, the kitchen shrinks and the carpet roars with breaking waves. It's hell at home! Leo can't understand a word of the messages sent by Mot, who is stuck in a dimension of unknown geometry, traveling from the microwave to the TV, via the bathroom mirror. Mother claims a restive sofa while father asks himself how he is ever going to get out of there. Perhaps if one could attach oneself to the ceiling of the corridor without being roasted by jets of lava from the raging carpet ...
