*SHORT STORY* continued...
The basement was very big, so I could only see a few furniture lying around. I could vaguely see a behind the furniture. A few chairs were placed near the bed, all facing the boy. On each of the chairs, sat a few robots. The robots were very lifelike. They had exquisite faces as if carefully carved out of a mold. They were beautiful enough to mesmerize anybody. But all the attention was grasped by the clothes they wore. When I first saw these robots in my dream, I thought the boy liked red colored dresses. It was not until I dreamt about it a few more times, did I realize that the the clothes were, in fact originally white. Yes, you heard me right, they were white. What made the color of the clothes red you ask? It was the blood of those people who have turned into robots.
