I had a dream last night where I was walking around my house. As I exited my room, I looked into a mirror. My image in the mirror looked really distorted. It looked like I was looking into water and somebody had thrown a handful of gravel in it. I sat there for a second looking at it, and then walked away as I called out "Dad! The mirror's broken again!".

Then I actually sat there and watched my dad open a panel on the back of the mirror and fiddle with some wires. He asked me to grab one of the wires, and when I did I got a shock and woke up.