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"I know won't dream. I'll just wake up..."
"Dead.""What?" You look over to see that the robot is walking beside you.
"I won't dream. I'll just wake up dead." You drift along together, in a fog too thick to see even the ground.
"Who are you talking to?"
"You?"
"Maybe. But am I listening?" The robot's expression doesn't visibly change, but somehow you read playfulness in its face.
With a start, you realize you're lying on the floor, looking up at the robot on the ceiling. You notice that on the robot's robotic scalp there's a sticker that reads "MY NAME IS: Archimedes."
"Hello Archimedes," you say.
"Dance dance dance," Archimedes says, doing an inverted pirouette.
Ask the robot if you've been talking in your sleep.
Ask the robot why it keeps dancing.