I am almost 100% sure it's from quality chocolate, now onto the dreams.
From what I remember, my friend of many years and I were sitting on the entrance of a Costco. The spot where we were sitting overlooked the ocean, but still quite a ways in the distance. A giant parking lot with what seemed to have no exit, surrounded by 13ft concrete walls, which served an important purpose for what was coming next. For some reason, which I cannot explain, both of us started walking towards the wall. We jumped on the roof of a large truck and started looking out towards the beaches.
Something was not right though, all the people seemed to be running away from the water. We were too far to see people, so it just looked like a bunch of dots moving hastily away from the oceans mouth. I knew right away that a Tsunami was coming.. We ran back to the Costco entrance which was strangely elevated now, because I remember dangling my feet as we sat and awaited for the incoming disaster. Giant waves washed through the city, taking cars and people in the dragnet of water. We just sat down and watched the havoc around us, talking calmly about something that has long ago escaped my mind. People were trying to climb the wall and all we could hear were screaming from outside the walls. Some people started to make it over, only then did we jump down and start to help. As quick as it started though, the waves of water ceased to exist. A newly seen police car was seen in the parking lot.
I remember running up to the squad car, I can't remember which came next though. I wanted to tell them about my experience, but it fell on deaf ears and I was placed in handcuffs. They stuffed me into the back of the car and a officer joined me in the back seat. I pleaded to him that I did not do anything wrong and that I just survived a tsunami. I remember, as it's burned into my memories now, the smug look that he had on his face. His smile was never ending and he seemed very pleased with the position he put me in. I kept pleading with him on the way to the station, but all I got was nonchalant remarks and blank smiles. The station was packed with other people saying the same things as I, as it seemed we were being systematically rounded up. It seemed like it because we were.
I was shuttled through the police station post haste to a old fashioned movie theater located in the back of the station. It was filled, at max capacity and good thing. This is where things got weird.. On the giant white wall, a movie was being projected. The only thing the movie was showing was a girl with dark black hair covering her face. In her lap sat a bowl filled with blue slime. She was filling her wooden spoon with the ooze which was a futile effort, because most of it just oozed in long thin strands back into the bowl as she raised the spoon to her mouth. She did this over and over and it could of just been a loop. As I started looking around the theater, I seen the people doing the same thing. All of them had a bowl and a spoon for themselves, shoveling in this blue slime. Chained together and to the chairs in front of them, they were forced to eat this blue slime. As I was looking around, I seen very few people with very pale blue skin. The officers were undoing their shackles and ushering them through a door located by the movie screen. These were the people that had eaten enough of the blue slime. I still don't know what they were doing with these people, but they were being created for a reason.
Since all the seats were occupied (from here on things are fuzzy) I did not get a seat. This somehow gave me time to break free from my officers and find a weapon, sort of like a rocket launcher. My actions sparked the actions of others and next thing you know we were all running free out of the station. As I was finding my way out, none other than Jordan Peterson walked out of a double door. I was delighted to see him because I could tell this man my story of what just happened. He shushed me and told me to follow him. We went through a door which lead to a giant outdoor concert, something like a festival because of how many people I seen in the crowded sea of people. There were couches setup in a elevated spot behind the band playing, they seemed to be for Jordan and who ever he brought. When he sat down, a metal band started to play. Two people got into a fist fight on the stage and I remember looking at JP, he was cheering them on and clapping. The little guy seemed to beat this giant guy up, he turned to soak in his victory facing the crowd. The big guy then woke up with seemingly no harm and picked him up by his legs and proceeded to smash him into the stage, like a person swinging a hammer to drive a giant nail. Though the nail did not exist and he was just smashing this guy to pieces. JP stood up, clapped and cheered even more loudly than before. Then I woke up.