TBTT#19 A Wrinkle in SOMEthing... ~ 1/8/2013

I dreamed I was traveling with Mrs. Whatsit, Mrs. Who, and Mrs. Which across space and time in little ships shaped like silver dollar sized snowflakes. The ships also shot snowflake shaped projectiles as big as they were, and sharp as ninja throwing stars. I was a teen aged telepath and we were traveling the universe, through fire and swarms of yellow jackets, to solve and avenge the murder of a woman in the bathroom of a German bar. Turns out she had been killed by her husband and son (who were, of course, aliens in disguise) for the high crime of telling the boy he couldn't have a pair of expensive sneakers, and that he should be more polite to women. The bar looked a lot like Valhalla, and the weirdest part was... I ordered a Red Bull.