(via garmonique)
I will never forget this dream I had when I was about 6 or 7. I was upstairs throwing a ball downstairs for my dog to fetch. When she ran to get the ball, she fell down a black hole. I screamed and cried and jumped in the black hole after her.
I ended up in an empty white room with a single door, no windows. I opened the door and it led to another white room with a single door, no windows. That door led to another white room, so on and so on. I kept running through the rooms until finally I opened one and saw this robot staring at my sleeping mother. Then it showed me the robot’s perspective. A target on my mom’s face, and the words “KILL.”
I don’t remember much after that, except I was crying hysterically and woke up a very scared little six year old.