The last time I saw my Aunt Audrey she gave me a Toy Robot. A few days later my Aunt was murdered. I keep the Toy Robot for years but when I looked at it I would always think of the way she died. I sold the Toy Robot in my late twenties to pay for rent on a art studio. I thought that would be the end of those dark thoughts but every time I see a Toy Robot I think of the end of my Aunt's life. I still have dreams of Toy Robots on a giant scale trying to hurt me or the people I love.