When I woke up, I wasn't Spider-Man.
I mean, I guess I was, but I didn't feel like Spider-Man anymore.
I tried to shot my web but nothing came out of my wrists.
What could have happened? I was Spider-Man before I fell asleep!
I put my hand on the wall, to be sure, but it didn't stick.
"What the hell are you doing? It's five in the morning! Go back to sleep," said my wife, waking up to all the commotion.
"My Spider-Sense isn't tingling!" I said, but she just sighed and turned away.
I looked around the room, calming down.
Oh, it was a stupid dream, I thought. I felt so tired, so I went back to sleep as requested.
And then, when I opened my eyes...
"I see you're finally conscious!" exclaimed Mysterio.