I had a dream. Me and my family were living on the second floor of this really big house, and the first floor belonged to someone else. At the front it was this really big open space with scrawny grass everywhere.
It was sunset and we were playing around by ourselves, when something crashed down from the sky. A closer view revealed that it was this small transformer, and its started shooting everybody. My family rather treated it like a rat or something, yelling for us to catch it. I ran after it and it started shooting in the bathroom, so we barricaded ourselves in the house but we knew it was a only a matter of time before it came in. For some reason I ran away and I just saw everyone as obstacles to slow the thing down. I jumped out of the balcony (so fun) down onto the second one and saw the transformer coming out of the first one, so I fell down onto the grass below. Then it turned out I was in front of a school where students were coming out and I landed in front of this boy. (it rather sounds like a meeting in a shoujo manga -.-) Him: Wow, someone fell from the sky. Me: er. o_o Then we kind of teamed up and went through these weird streets together. I was somehow fascinated by our feet and said I wanted to take a picture of them. But then after I took one my phone ran out of memory and I said I wanted to go home to get a new memory card. Then we went home and found the transformer still rampaging around and we killed it, I think. Then I don't know what happened, because I only remembered this two hours after I woke up and apparently dreams are supposed to be forgotten after ten minutes. I don't know why I remembered it but I'm glad I did, it seems like alot of inspiration ;D