I crept down the hallway, phone flashlight at the ready. When I flicked on the kitchen light, I saw it.
They were riding him.
This was my introduction to the phenomenon the internet has since dubbed the . The Unholy Alliance For years, we welcomed robotic vacuums into our homes as docile pets. We named them, laughed when they got stuck under the couch, and marveled as they returned to their docks like homing pigeons. We never asked what they did in the dark. ratty bot
It started, as most domestic horrors do, at 3:00 AM. I crept down the hallway, phone flashlight at the ready