It was a late evening, I was walking with some friend of across the square next to my old college building (which is placed in the street where I used to live as a kid). Suddenly I noticed the Moon in the sky, with irregular surface and an odd, artificial look. Then I realized it was a pizza (as seen from its bottom side).
I grabbed the pizza and turned it around and it instantly changed into the head of my ex-partner. It had a haunting, horror-like expression. It was alive and it was not alive at the same time. I was really scared. I took it like one takes a football and tried to kick it with all my might, shouting „Go away from me!”. But the head dropped down as soon as I kicked it, rolled a tiny bit and stopped moving, as if it were made of concrete.
I knew I won’t get far from it. Then I just kept still and it started to roll away on its own.