Posted on January 1, 1  •  One minute  • 199 words

I had a dream where my mother said something very mean to me so I left the house when it was getting dark the with intent to get murdered by someone. I managed to find a couple who wanted to mug me a couple blocks away from my house

P: What brings you here, missy?
S: Just walking around, are you here to mug me?
P: Yes
S: Can’t you make it more exciting?
P: Yes, we could shoot you afterwards?
S: Nah, that’s too boring, can you do something more interesting?
P: We do have an experiment to run, wanna be our test subject?
S: I love experiments!
P: It’s very cool, we’ll turn you into a gel
S: :O

Next thing I know my brain is being removed and then blended with some nutrients and placed into a jar, my perspective shifted to a third person view of the process somehow.

“Yay I’m so squishy”, they then microwaved me. “Did you just microwave me? I’m a lesbian btw, and I think microwaving a gay is a hate crime” (dunno how I was talking as a gel)

I was then placed into an incubator, it was very peaceful.