When I was around 5 years old I had a nightmare.
I was standing above a enormous and infinite chessboard.
Beyond the chessboard it was only darkness.
To the sides I could only see some greek pillars in ruins, with brain matter on top of them.
Then, when I took a step up, I saw my dad being torn to pieces by a frenetic flock of bats.
My screams woke me up.