September 19th, 2000 CE

I dreamed that I was hanging around in a decrepit, run-down market of some kind, with tall, rickety-looking metal shelves stacked heavily with moldering cardboard boxes. With me were three people who were at once both my old gang of friends from early in high school - Morgan, Rhyan, and Steve - and the comic book characters Spider-Man, Hawkeye, and captain America, simultaneously.

I can remember little of what I saw in this market, aside from an old stack of beaten-up comics. One of them was titled Transformers: DOLL. The cover depicted the original Megatron and Starscream reaching through from the far side of a crack in a stone wall for some tiny robot.

The scene then changed, and I saw the two Transformers walking up a staircase, into a large, pink room. They lay down on two long benches, and immediately began to scream in agony as they were slowly melted into slag. I seem to remember a human hand being dismembered, with something being said about removing all that is of worth in a human being.

Then I woke up.