I may or may not have dreamed a pretty epic sci-fi horror movie a couple of weeks ago.
I’ll leave the gruesome and gory details to your imagination– it will likely do a better job than mine did. The bones of the dream, however, can be summed up in this single sentence:
I realized then that, somewhere along the way, my abdomen had been implanted with a half-dozen alien eggs that were slowly sapping my health . . . and their father stood before me now, ready to take them back.
Calley Jones, Author 