My Dream Was Way Out There

Went out last night with my coworkers and a client and I had 2 large margaritas at a Tex-Mex place in Dallas. I’m a lightweight but yesterday was the first of 2 days of day-long meetings. And during the meeting, one discussion got heated and we all just decided to end the meeting for the day and go to dinner.

After dinner, I went to my room, took like 2 melatonin gummies and got ready for bed. You all, melatonin and alcohol don’t mix.

My dream kept me tossing and turning for the most part of the night. It was about humans with superpowers and humans without superpowers.

The superpowers were electrocution and turning people’s insides into liquid if a mutant touched you. The government started tracking these people with the mutated genes, gave them THC laced with a substance that suppressed their superpowers, did studies on them and their parents because at first it was genetic, and made sure that they had all their DNA info in a database.

So the mutants weren’t using their powers but there were some rogue ones that were. And they were being shot at or captured and put in concentration camps. They started threatening to put parents in prison if they didn’t control their mutant kids. Some parents gave up and their kids were put in foster homes for mutants.

Anyway, the mutants – kids and adults – started rebelling and it became a full out war. They stopped taking the substances the government gave them by not showing up to the locations where they had to pick up the laced THC vapes, living in abandoned housing, grouping together to go after the mutant hunters, etc.

There was one woman whose sister was killed by a mutant. She took over an abandoned houses’s basement and left the upstairs alone. Mutants would squat in the house but she would booby trap the basement door so whenever a mutant would open it, they’d get hurt, she’d kill them and dismember them. Dismembering them made it easier for her to dispose the bodies (think Dexter). Also, she would take some of the body parts and leave them in places where mutants would hang out as some kind of warning.

The government thought that the mutation was genetic but then kids were born with the mutation even though neither parent had the gene. Some people even built up some tolerance to the substance and their superpowers got stronger. Some even developed new powers like when they touched a regular person, that person’s skin would burn. Like 2nd degree burns.

Also, to add, you could tell who the mutants were because they all had to wear special gloves so they couldn’t hurt the regular people. When some mutants decided they didn’t want to be marked, they stopped wearing the gloves.

I had to wake up because my stomach started hurting. I took an ex-lax the night before and it just started working. I also had a headache and I needed to take some ibuprofen and chug my 32 oz of water.

So yeah, melatonin and alcohol don’t mix. 0/5 stars.