Robo's Dreams

There was an orbital laser defense system presice and powerful enough to cut a person in half from space by shining it in their path. I was a part of a team of soldiers that was tasked with retrieving the body of a person killed by this laser in a populated city. we approached the body and pulled out a body bag. we scared a Chinese man that must have been in his 20s away while we stuffed the halves of the dead man in the bag.

I wandered off on my own, walking past soldier after soldier on the streets. eventually I came upon a fenced off ramp area. there was a single guard of African origin who was dressed like a modern soldier, holding his gun like the black knight held his sword in Monty Python and the holy grail, downward with both hands on the butt of the rifle. Instinctively I lowered my head, while at the same time attempting to give a friendly nod resulting in a kind of awkward bobbling of my head without making eye contact. (I unfortunately do this a lot in real life while passing people) I had just passed him when he called out to me using a last name I was unfamiliar with, as if he recognized me as someone else. I said no, and stated my first and last name. we talked for a long time, felt like at least 30 minutes about all kinds of things. but eventually the conversation turned to cars and I became bored. I was trying to stay aware of the conversation but I woke up as my mind wandered.