Cyberdream 2.0

Oliver Pacut

In the dream, the endless throngs of lifeless mechanical abominations march through the streets, their red eyes littering the abandoned cityscape like vengeful spirits searching for souls to consume. The remainder of the living population cower in their homes, hoping for a savior that never comes. A red sun dawns on the horizon, its rays like bloody tears shed over the terrible fate that beget planet Earth.
You wake up to a steady hum of life support systems. You can't remember much except for the terrible nightmare you just had. Your name and origins are lost on you.
You do not recognize the room you are in.
Look Around