Anne, my sister Anne, do you see anything coming? In response to this question, in "Bluebeard," a tale by Charles Perrault, Anne replies: "I see nothing but the sun shining and the grass growing green." In Haiti, at the beginning of March 2024, the answer is less poetic, but the disregard for the dangers that threaten us is just as significant. In a chaotic atmosphere, we are moving towards the unknown without even questioning whether disorder will become the new order or if the old order will resist the onslaught. Everyone wonders if it is too late or too early to fear the worst, this serpent that we have been feeding for so long. The clock will not stop. The ticking is steady and mocks the Haitians. Anne, my sister Anne, do you see anything coming?