It was a night I will never forget----- Not dark, moist horror, but incredibly unforgettable.

Crashing by a car when I go to school, all I remember is falling to the ground. Lightly somebody is calling: “Catherine…...Catherine!” That is a combination sound of anxiety from my parents and worry from one of my best friends, Kenna.

The light spot reflecting from the sun goes directly into my eyes. It’s so hazy that I only see some metal-like hands petting my arm, I can feel the hands are trying to be softer, but the freezing makes me fully awake. “I’m supposed to be asleep longer” I muttered and groaned using a light voice that just woke up. “HELLO!” a strange, cold but with a little warmth and giggly sound startled me. I gawk at what I see: a metallic head with two shiny sprinkle eyes. A big smile appeared on the face, making me feel like spring and the earth would be quickening and hastening in growth. Also metallic, but the flat, glinting body makes people who see it want to touch. It saunters to be closer to me, stretching out the strong hands, it softly grabs my hands and shakes genuinely: “Hi friend, I know you must be frustrated now, but I want to notice that you can call me C, and you’re coming to a world that the robot controls. I used to be a human like you, but after an unfortunate well... time travel, here I am, and…” It comes closer to change its voice to human tone: “And most importantly, my body changed, the robots here are friendly but they make you change what you’re supposed to look like. Just a reminder, they are working on a heavy technique machine that transports to the place you live in, when it’s finally done and successfully transports……”

“My home will be destroyed?”I was imagining the image of robots controlling the world in horror movies, interrupted.

“Not destroy, but your home will be controlled by robots, NOT HUMAN ANYMORE. Think about how to well-control the robots if you get back to your planet.”

“Okay, can you walk me around a little bit?”

“Sure.”

There are metal-like robots everywhere. Surprisingly, they have emotions and feeling, and everybody has different properties and personalities. Angry, excited, depressed, joyful, …….it is incredible how they show their distinctive feelings only on a metal head and human-like face. But when I walk through a building named HEAVY METAL, “ I guess the machine will be in here, hopefully.” I finally realize how big the transport machine is. It was actually as tall as 200 of me put together, and is wider than the world’s longest cloth. Some robots sitting on the machine hammering and tinkering accurately, without even a single mistake of measurement. Also in this building, different kinds, different emotions of robots are carrying different kinds of food, preparing to put the food in different holes that are labeled with the region’s name so they can send the food and posts to different places.  “What? They are stealing the jobs from the human! We are supposed to be working on this!” I demanded. “Yes, I know, I used to think the way you do, but from last month, I finally find out how precise the robot’s brain can be, and the human will never beat robots based on the only IQ we have! I know in your society, well, it has been my homeland before, the robots are still in service for people, but do you ever think about how one day they will own their own emotions and feelings? I’m warning you, I know you are in your dream, but never, never think this is a horror movie again!”

I  awake, in the hospital, with a strong headache and hollow eyes. I stare at the ceiling. Are we still misunderstanding the robots? Still remaining in the horror movie? We should all think about the actual horror of robots, not the huge body and horror red eyes, but their perfectly accurate brains and the way they think, how we can use them correctly so they can service humans forever?------It will be a mystery if we still stop knowing robots just based on the “big monster” in horror movies.