I was sitting in a bar with my brother, talking with a trio of slackers.
Then I was part of a special operations team checking out strange goings on at a robotics company. My CO and a couple others appraoched a room that was under guard, and I think we fought the robots there. While setting up to breach the door the robots on the floor around me started behaving differently, and I moved to a different position. That was when another robot came out of the room, and since I didn't have a clear firing line I reached for my cellphone to take pictures - only there was a flash of light, and when I brought my cellphone up it was to find that I'd removed the memory card.
Looking back up at the robot I saw my CO and the others bowing to it.
My team was then ordered by the robot to fall back to our vehicles, and I joined the robots and people leaving the building to find that it was morning outside. Rather than jump in one of the military vehicles, I turned right and saw that my car was parked a few spaces down, and inside was my brother and the trio of slackers - they'd gotten thrown out of the bar and had been walking home when they spotted my car and decided to wait for me to show up and give them a lift.
After that I was racing away, with my brother in the passenger seat and the slackers in the back seats, trying to find a safe place to call in what had just happened.