I was in a sunlit apartment with 2 of my crime-fighting buddies knowing that we had to solve this case or else something unspeakably bad would happen. Couldn't tell you what, but on the TV screen in the bottom left-hand corner there was this bare-chested scientist in a lab coat jumping up and down with a little word bubble coming out of his head saying, "You've won the game!!! Scroll up for a clue!!" Somehow I'd managed to turn the TV into a touch screen reminiscent of an iPhone, so I swiped upwards to reveal a man about to leap from a skyscraper.
Instantly we were transported to the dead of night, high above New York City where said-man was trying to bound from rooftop to rooftop. Since he didn't have any supernatural abilities like we did (or so it would seem), we were worried for his safety. Thankfully, we were able to use our telekinetic powers to boost him across the sky so he would catch and ride the winds that were blowing across the city. However, we were only able to apply short bursts of energy to his flight because he was so far away, so he would inevitably begin to fall every so often. Turns out skyscraper-jumper dude could shimmer blue and turn into a bear when feeling his impending doom. What a handy trick for predicting when to apply a little levitation on his behalf!
This is where the dream turned a little strange.
Man seemed to eventually settle on a roof of his liking, so we went and joined him. However, we were immediately set upon by this soul-stealing fiend who ripped away one of my friend's souls (depicted as this creepy dark nebulous shadow) as we were trying to comprehend what was going on. She was locked into a death-grip, but looked like she was drowning in air. She couldn't move her body from a gasping state and her fingers reached upward with her eyes filled with fear. She probably died.
Me and my remaining telekinetic friend took the rooftop access stairs down to the level below. There was a little girl beckoning us to come to her. Weirdly enough, I burst out into squeals of excitement because she was just so adorable in her little white dress... and she had a PUPPY!!! I'll be damned if I would ever pass up an opportunity to pet a puppy. Especially a fuzzy little brown one with those big puppy paws and big puppy eyes! Seemed legit.
Long story short, the girl was actually a ghost and her puppy was Cerberus, the three-headed guard dog of the Underworld, in disguise. Her body was lying not ten feet away from her, but I failed to notice because of Cerberus's disguised form (still so freaking cute). Damn his wily ways! ... Anyway, she had in her possession a microchip that, once inserted into Wolverine's brain, would give him the power to become the Ultimate Weapon for destruction. Of course, since she was dead she couldn't give this chip to Wolverine herself and asked us to do it for her. My exact words were, "Why the hell not?" before grabbing the chip from the cold, lifeless fingers of her corpse and setting off on our quest to find the X-Men.
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Then I woke up and reflected that I should probably start thinking more before making decisions.
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