A reoccurring strange dream I have involves UFOs, dark rooms, and vacuum cleaner. Yeah, that's right. My subconscious horror stems from a common household dustbuster. I've had this nightmare so many times that, when I'm in the middle of it, I often realize it's just a dream. It usually begins with me walking around an old family house. The place is empty, save for me. Despite my better judgment, I'll move into my old room which, of course, is pitch black. Then comes the spine tingling scare. I'll peer out of the window in the dark room, and notice the evening sky's stars are moving. Wait! Those aren't stars at all! Those are UFOs! And something tells me whatever is piloting those ships is out to get me! But, it's too late. I can't run out of the room. Something is holding me back, a force field of some kind. Before I can let the piercing scream out, I see the object of my dismay. The vacuum cleaner wheels itself into the room and simply touches me. I feel electrical vibrations surround my body as the image and sounds fade away into dark. I jump out of bed looking for mommy. Sometimes the cleaner doesn't appear in my dreams, replaced instead by alien faces on a computer screen. They don't look to happy. What they plan to do to me are what horrible nightmares are made of -- and, unfortunately, I'm in the middle of having one. Often, I'll have enough power to reach the front door of the house and fly away. (Yes, I can levitate and fly in my dreams. It's quite a rush.) Other times, the extraterrestrial materialize in the unlighted room, strange sounds surround my body, and I awake.