I took a nap when I got home from work tonight and I had a short little dream.
In the dream, I was standing out in my backyard, talking to a friend and fellow film reviewer about movies and the future of our film review site. Suddenly, I heard something buzzing overhead. I looked up and I saw a hot pink drone flying through the air. We watched as it unsteadily balanced itself in the air. Eventually, it flew straight into a tree and crashed to the ground.
I picked up the drone and looked it over. Despite having smashed into the tree, it didn’t appear to be too damaged.
“This is too weird for me,” my friend said, before walking away.
Carrying the drone, I stepped out into the alley. I held it up in the air and asked, “Does this belong to anyone?”
Getting no reply, I walked down to the end of the alley. That’s where I spotted a man walking on the other side of the street with two young boys. Both of the boys were carrying remote controls.
I ran across the street to them and said, “I think this is yours.”
The man looked at the drone and then said, “No. I think it belongs to some kids who live next door to us.”
“Oh,” I said. “Well, would you take this and return it to them?”
The man looked at the drone and shook his head. “We don’t like them.”
And that’s when I woke up!