The first dream I remember having is short but sweet, well not really. I started having it when I was about 4ish I think. I would start out in this huge factory that was making replicas of me, this was 1984 so I had no idea what cloning was. At the end of the conveyer belt there was a big smoosher and it would smoosh my replica and dump it in the trash. It never ending, I would just sit there watching in amazement. It's just one of those things that you never forget about.