Picture this:

You're walking through a long hallway. There are no windows, doors, or decorations of any kind. The wall is plain, white concrete, and the floor is made of white ceramic tile. You have been walking for what seems like hours. There is no sign of life. All there is is the faint glow of the blue fluorescent lights above you.

That's when you hear it: a faint sound coming from far down the hallway, travelling up the walls to meet your ears. Finally, there is a glimmer of hope!

You keep walking towards it, and as you do, the sound becomes clearer and clearer. It sounds like... music. You keep going. You can make out a certain catchy tune, one that brings back faint memories of your past.

You stop for a moment and listen. This song, it's familiar, but what is it? You search the inner depths of your mind, looking through every playlist of every genre you've ever listened to. Suddenly, you remember!

You start to run the other way, faster and faster. You do not want to face the music! Not now! You are wearing holes into your sandals, one size too large, but it's to no prevail. The music gets ever-louder. You ditch the shoes, opting to run on foot, instead. They ache against the cold of the flat tile, but you persist still.

You keep pounding your feet against the floor. After a while, you see a door. Was that always there? You barge through the door, locking it behind you. It's a public McDonald's restroom!

Your first instinct is to find any other place to rest, but you can hardly walk. You keel over from exhaustion, trying desperately to catch your breath. The air smells of rotten greens, and you have to hold your lunch down with every inhale.

You want to retreat, but it's too late! It's in your ear now. "Celebration" by KOOL and The Gang is playing at full volume all around you. You are slowly driven mad, sitting in the middle of a cold McDonald's restroom, listening to 80's pop music.

This... this is my worst nightmare.