Iron black skin.

That black figure again in my dream. Just completely dark with no eyes, in fact no face.... I am operating some sort of stealth suit as a test and all I have to do is keep away from this large spherical sentry drone in these tunnels. I am being successful until at one point I predict it's movement incorrectly and my limited stealth depletes. I then had to pull out my sword which I had previously learned how to use, kinda like a wii-mote haha. I fought the spherical drone and could see it's armor was weakening in my helmet's visual integrity display. I finally side-stepped the drone and thrust the sword through it collapsing one side as I broke it through a wall. As more of it's scaly armor falls apart I see some figure inside kneeling next to a bath tub and I recognize it as something horrible that I have seen before. I lunge at the figure through the newly opened carapace of the drone. I speedily get closer as I see lights starting to come out of it's eyes, or at least where they should be. That is when I full out start snarling and growl at the darkness. Roaring somewhat, I lean in to bite it on the neck. Which is when I wake up just realizing my dream as I was halfway out of bed roaring at the darkness in the direction of my bass amp, in fact so close I almost hit my face on it. I am not sure if this was to mean anything, but that iron black skinned absence of soul gave me strong Deja-vu. Next time I see that demon I'll make peace with it if I can, or kill it if absolutely necessary. It may be the darkness and the abcess that I feel in my own heart, or perhaps simply the uncertain. Perhaps the things you can't see in the dark simply manifested into that iron black figure. I did fear it, but I also accepted that fear in an instant and lunged in to fight, whether it would have beaten me or not. Go dream me!