I had a dream last night about this evil woman named Carmela Tribune (apparently a journalist) who owned a pair of rapidly evolving robot dogs and effectively killed every superhero on the planet. The most notable was Superman, whom she tricked into crashing into a train of hydrogen bombs, the resulting explosion of which turned half the planet instantly into cinders.
Though SuperKid (who is a real person in my dream) manages to sneak into her secret warehouse, which used to be the Justice Friends HQ, she discovers him, but not before he releases a number of ablsoutely neurotic heroes from an icy tomb, the most spectacular of which was Monster Ma'am, who turned into a 100-foot tall, rainbow-striped, scaly, tentacled monster with dozens of eyes while screaming, "I am not ugly! I am not ugly!" I thought that would be a good time to wake up.