Sometimes dreams leave you more tired than you were before you went to bed.
The first part of the dream was set during a festival in some sort of city. There was a parade kind of thingie with mostly automised stuff. At some point, the horse shaped thingie got out of hand and started attacking people, trying to trample them. Of course, that behaviour soon spread to the other machines and you can imagine the chaos it caused.
As far as I know, that whole thing got so entirely out of hand and we lost the city to the machines. It spread to other cities and one by one they fell. I believe that at some point we found out that aliens were behind the uprise or something. Anyway, I was part of the army and were were expecting the machines to invade the last standing city. We weren't with nearly enough people to take a stand, but we tried anyway. We divided our forces into two. When the first square got overrun, we knew that what was coming at us was too bad to just fight in the open. We started retreating into the streets towards an underground complex. Hoping to at least have some edge over them there.
I was sent out in the hopes that reinforcements were arriving and to bring them over to the complex. Strangely enough, there really were reinforcements slowly seeping into the city. However, when I asked them for back up, they refused. They had to wait until all the troops had arrived which would take some time which we didn't have. At least one of the women in charge said 'to hell with it' and helped anyway.
Errr and then I woke up.