The Glove

Date: 5/9/2020

This was like an episode of black mirror. I went to a large island with my dad, there were big mansions on it, all at the edge of the water with large boats in their driveways. There were no trees on this island, it seemed like a man made world where they were trying something new. We looked at the house and the outside was completely covered with algae and seaweed blowing in the strong winds. We went inside and it was really dark and bluely lit because the windows were covered in sea stuff. The house was fairly empty and had never been lived in, abandoned looking. There was a man in the house who "worked with" autistic people. There were multiple machines that would hold a person in a drawer. The man took us to the end one and he called it Project 3. The autistic man voluntarily went up to the machine and the man put the glove on him and put him under into the slot like an MRI machine but much thinner and black and sleek. I was not the autistic man or the scientist and I think my dad was gone but I seemed to watch the whole thing and know what was happening like a movie. The glove and Project 3 made the man very agitated, it was like every thought that would ever pass through his mind would be challenged and he would be told he was incorrect. It was all happening at rapid speed and was intense torture for the mind. I got him out of the machine and onto another machine that was an earlier project and would do the opposite effect. Being validated and told you were right. There was something about project 3 that would put your consciousness into a work that no one else could see, it was dark and dreary and the world was full of garbage. The sun didn't shine and the ocean was stagnant. The folks from the good machine could see happy beaches with sun and children playing etc. There was this part where I'm in a hospital bed next to the man who hurt my friend. Another science man comes in and tries to give him plans for a new mind control machine and I ruin the plans before they get to him and then put him into the machine myself. There is a part of me that knows, no one should get onto this machine. This is all so hard to describe but it was now like there were a group of people trying to figure out how to expose the truth. There was some kind of king in the dystopian world that you have to touch multiple pressure points on to disempower her, maybe it was un sexed. It was all happening like an action movie...very quickly with multiple other things happening at the same time. Now me and my group and the original man from the machine are in a city. It seems like alien robots are on earth burning things up and killing people, setting cars on fire etc. We run up into a building, I get major Matrix vibes here, it's like we come to the perfect science lab thing. The group decides that they must engage the program that will show them who is good and who is evil, they all hope on video game like players that control robots outside and start killing civilians. I completely disengage from this behaviour feeling like it is no better than the machines. I go out a window into an alley where I can still see up at the building and wrap myself in a tarp and then cover myself with wet leaves to camouflage. It seems like their plan backfires and they have now turned into people unworthy of living and the machines go into the building and kill them too. I go back into the building and am thinking about how long I would want to live in a world with no people. I would walk and walk for days. An alternative ending is that my friends didn't die, maybe I couldn't handle it. The end.