One cold night as you're lying in bed you reach into your bedside table drawer and fish out a small aluminum bag. The packaging had a cute little mascot character, dressed up as a spy. Earlier in the week you had stumbled across an advertisement for a cheap gummy edible, the kind with CBD. It was even on sale, so you thought you'd treat yourself, because why not?
Reading over the packaging, there's not much to see except ingredients and the tagline: 'get ready for the adventure of a life time!' You don't really think too much of it as you open the little baggy, the scent of fruit immediately wafting out. Fishing a gummy out of the bag you bring it up to your face to look at it. It's a cute little gun, purple and a bit sticky. The smell is very strong and fruity, it's a bit much... You finally push it into you mouth and are immediately overwhelmed by the intensely sweet berry taste of it so you end up swallowing it before chewing it too much. "No wonder it's so cheap..." You thought to yourself.
A few minutes pass and you feel that familiar warm and fuzzy feeling of being high, and you start to day dream when your phone buzzes loudly on your bedside table. As you reach for your phone, that's when you notice that you're no longer wearing your jammies. Instead, you're wearing a very fancy black suit, just like the mascot character on the bag. As you check the message on your phone, the fuzzy high feeling intensifies. "Your mission on this cold night, is to infiltrate the spy base and steal the enemy blueprints."
You look up from where you're sitting and you're not in bed any more, you're seated in a big comfy leather chair. You don't know if it's the weed gummies, but you simply decide to go along with it. Standing up, you walk out of the well furnished room.
You find yourself in what looks like a laboratory, with fancy metal furniture decorating it. Green lasers shine across the room, and two men where there to greet you with big metal bats. On top of a very tall analog looking computer was a slender metal canister. Smirking, you check your pockets. Every good spy had gadgets after all.
It wasn't much of a surprise when you pull out a small grappling gun. Taking aim at the ceiling you raise yourself up with the grapple and slowly crawl along it to avoid the green lasers. From high up on the ceiling, the two men couldn't reach you with their bats. You'd reach out to grab the metal cylinder when you suddenly snap back to reality.
You're standing in your own kitchen, with a cookie in your hand. The tall computer was simply your fridge and they're weren't any lasers to be seen. The metal cylinder was just your cookie jar. After rubbing the sleepy out of your eyes and trying to shake off the surreal experience you just had, you head back upstairs to your bedroom while nibbling on the cookie.
