The memory that sticks with me is back in 1992, when I was 9 years old. First, this scareactor chased me and I ran circles around my mom while I was trying to hide. Second, there was a room where the wall appeared to be closing in on you and you had nowhere to go. Third, my parent's told me to look down, and then I saw the rad lady. Right at that very moment, some fog machines went off. They were low enough for adults, but near my head when I was a kid. The fog shot out as I was screaming and l swallowed some of it. When we got out of the house and I was still coughing, my mom bought me a soda. As I was drinking it, I remember seeing Robosaurus breathing fire.