I Had A Dream

Not MLK's speech. I actually had a dream,and it was pretty disturbing as well.

I remember walking in what seemed like an abandoned factory. There were pieces of equipment everywhere. The strange thing was that when I looked back at one again, it wasn't there.
I was in a long corridor, and the walls were all a stainless clean white. I could almost smell what was unpleasantly like hospital sterilising spray.
I came to the end and flung open the door I found there. When I saw what lay beyond, I almost fainted.
There were three massive towers, reaching way, way up into the sky. Attached to each of the sides of the towers were pieces of junk, old machinery.
My blood chilled as I realised that it was the equipment I had passed in the factory.
It was at that point that  heard the voice. It was deep, yet high at the same time. It was insistent, urging, and what is worse, I wanted to respond to it.
"Come to me." It said. "Come to your maker."
I was paralysed with fear. I could not move. I heard a loud scream and realised it was coming from my own open mouth.
I woke to find myself screaming.

I don't know what it was about... does anyone have even the faintest idea?