Last night I had another really whacked out dream that I remember most of. It started when I was thinking about what my mom talks about me having difficulty fitting into society. I was at school (in my dream) and sitting in the cafeteria eating lunch.
The setting looked a lot like the Jay-C building's dairy section. There were many long tables and it reminded me a lot of being in the cafeteria of Morgan Elementary school, the school that I attended when I was a kid.
I was sitting there watching the kids eat their lunch. There was a kid there was eating these tortilla shell looking things made from some type of cheese. He was rolling them up and eating them plain with nothing on them and eating what he was supposed to put in the tortilla shell seperate.
I was bored and dissappointed while I was observing what the other kids were doing. But I was older than them. I was my correct age of being 5 weeks away from being 24 years old but I was in a kid's place in my dream to be a kid in elementary school.
I noticed that I had a 410 pump shotgun in a holster strapped to my left leg as I was sitting at the table. It was not a normal type of shotgun that has the stock. This was a stockless shotgun like you see law enforcement agencies have.
The type that has a pistol grip instead of a stock. It was black and completely made from metal and synthetic parts like fiberglass or plastic. The holseter has many 410 gauge shotgun slugs in it. The shells were the red plastic type because I could see parts of the shell visible from the holster. But no one noticed me having a weapon.
Many of the kids were talkative and causing a loud amount of noise as kids usually do when they socialize. The teachers told the kids to be quiet but the kids ignored the teachers. Finally the teachers were desperate to enforce dicipline so they took a group of kids to detention.
I was rounded up with the noisy kids. The kids were lined up on the side of the building and counted and told what to do in detention. The kids had grown larger in size appearance but were still kids. They were cussing the teacher and being disrespectful.
The teacher walked us out through a field away from the school building to some "portable" type of room for detention. As part of our detention we would be responsible for cleaning up the appearance of the field around the portable.
As we were all walking toward the portable I was talking to the teacher to learn things and find out what the history of the area was. I see where we were going and I was talking about it to the teacher. I told the teacher about how the school corporation years ago started a project to get the special education kids to perform maintance on the school property.
I pointed out some things about what they were assigned to do in those days. The other kids dissappeared, in the portable building I supposed. The building looked like a mobile home from the late 1970's or early 1980's. Actually, the whole place reminded me of the trailer park that I had lived in when I was a kid.
It was the layout of the terrain and my feeling of orientation that made me think this. So I think that the teacher assigned me someone to help with the maitance of the area and to supervise me. It was Iron Man that was selected.
Iron Man (the comic book hero) was selected to assist me in the work. Or I was supposed to help him. This Iron Man didn't quite look like the Iron Man from the Nintendo game titled "Captian America and the Advengers". Well, at first this Iron Man sort of reminded me of that Iron Man.
So I was walking around the area north of the portable and there was no one else around that area at the time so it was peaceful because the teacher and the others were at the east part in another part of the field. Iron Man began digging in the ground or something with a pick to test the ground or dig up a tree root that was tripping people.
These vibrations in the ground from Iron Man digging caught the attention of Kryptonite, an evil angel ( but then I didn't know that he was an angel and he with his powers later influenced the name of the kryptonite that was known in the SuperMan comics). Kryptonite came quickly to the place where Iron Man was. Kryptonite was in the ground hiding to suprise his next victim then.
Kryptonite moved through a tunnel in the ground next to the roots of the tree and caused the ground to swallow up Iron Man. I wanted to save Iron Man from falling so I thought it would be best to grab the pick and smash away at the tree log in the ground beneath where Iron Man was so that Kryptonite would fall through the tunnel and Iron Man would be able to climb out of the ground.
As I swung the pick to break up the log, I began to see primative 3D rendered technology images or views of my actions. The quality wasn't quite as bad of a modeling or rendering job as the Star Fox video game for Super Nintendo. But it did look similar to the Dire Straits Money for nothing video, but the image effects quality didn't look as good.
I did something as I swung that pick and hit at the log because Angel Kryptonite tried to escape in the underground and Iron Man tried to persue him to kill Kryptonite. I saw Iron Man screaming as I saw him move through the solid ground in persuit of the evil Kryptonite. I followed the best that I could in the wake of a tunnel that Iron Man's movements made in the ground.
Finally when we arrived at our destination where Kryptonite tried to hide out, Iron Man got there a few minutes before I did. As I fell out of the tunnel in the ground, I climbed through the celing tiles of a hospital. I climbed down from the celing and fell down on the floor. I saw this old woman that was the security gaurd in that sector of the hospital.
She looked like she had to be 60 or 70 years old and she looked very much like she was out of shape for a security gaurd. I don't know if she was a really good gaurd, or was it because Affirmative Action muscled it's way into putting an old lady in that hospital for political reasons. I don't know. I asked her if she saw someone that looked like what I described of Iron Man.
She said that she didn't know who I was talking about but she knew of someone who was there and not supposed to be there in the hospital. I decided to go looking for Iron Man and Kryptonite. The security gaurd tried to stop me but she couldn't get up away from her chair and smoking cigarettes, I guess that's what was going to happen when Affirmative Action does things like that.
She was able to push a button to close and lock the door in front of me but I grabbed my shotgun and blasted the door open and the old gaurd gave up on trying to restrict me. I walked around the hospital looking for Iron Man. I noticed that the floors were black & white checkered tile. I thought that was strange. I knew that Kryptonite was planning to trap and assult Iron Man but Kryptonite had to be carefull because Iron Man could really put the smack down on Kryptonite.
I was yelling through the hospital for Iron Man and some nurse told me that she saw something strange move around a corner into a room and shut the door. I turned around the corner and I saw Kryptonite moving in that doorway while the doors were open just a little bit and he changed the structure of the room. He made it a trap for Iron Man.
I was too far away still yet to do anything about it but I still knew what was happening. The door was a tall one and it was a double door. It did go into a large room, that's why it was a large door. But Kryptonite made it into a closet like thing instead. I saw Iron Man approach the trap of Kryptonite but I couldn't do anything about it. Iron Man was lead in by curiosity and Kryptonite possessed Iron Man's body and ran through a dimentional portal in the wall that he made.
I was very angry but cautiously affraid. When I ran through the portal, my shotgun then turned into a comic like plastic toy gun that could only kill in the comic book world. I was out in what seemed like my old trailer park but in the north west part of the trailer park, except in my dream, this was some land that the portal went into. Therefore, the environment looked a little different. I was some fantasy book character or something but underneath all of that I was still myself concienciously.
I was on a quest looking for Iron Man. I had to be carefull because Kryptonite possessed Iron Man's body and was inside of it. I found not too far from where I had entered the portal's destination fantacy world that looked like my old trailer park sort of, I found Iron man but Kryptonite was inside Iron Man hiding. Kryptonite was inside Iron Man pretending to be Iron Man so I wouldn't suspect it or know.
We were walking around the land and eventhough it was Iron Man's body that I saw, it still looked a little different because Kryptonite was inside and it caused Iron Man't body to take some of Kryptonite's appearance. I didn't know it too much at that time but I could notice a difference. I thought that it was because of the changes brought by moving through the portal and a result of the fantacy land.
We both began walking around looking for Kryptonite and walked up to find a building that was made from concrete blocks. It was sitting on a hill in a dry field with a few creepy looking trees around it.We thought that Kryptonite was hiding there in the building so we shot it up with our guns. The windows were covered with chicken wire on the inside of the windows and also had Ozark Trail brand camoflauge tarps placed in front of the glass to help conceal the windows.
I think that my shots pterced the tarps but I had a difficult time going through the window so I kicked in the door. There were some kids inside using the building as a meeting house for crime fighting or war. I don't know, nor did I care because as I broke through the door I began shooting up the kids that didn't run all out.
I don't think that my gun was hurting them because it looked like a toy gun. So I shot at them some more in full automatic mode and ran out of ammunition. The kids were not even bleeding so I beat the two kids with the stock of my gun down to the ground. Iron Man ran out when this was hapening so I was alone with the kids.
I was interrogating them about Kryptonite. I looked at the room and it looked like a secret military command center. The kids insisted that they were no threat to me. I went looking for Iron Man and Kryptonite when I left the building. I came to a part of the land that reminded me of the trailer park that I used to live in.
There were buildings there and low lands. My gun was out of ammunition so I was glad that I didn't have any threats to deal with. As I came to the buildings, I saw Iron Man's body laying out in the bottom of the lowland in the field. It still looked like Kryptonite somewhat. I found a man with a plastic toy looking gun that fired from powerful plastic caps like a toy cap gun.
Except this one was more impressive. He was well armed for fighting in battle with his weapons, even if they did look like toys. I asked him if he would let me borrow his weapon. He said no. He declined of everything that I asked of him. Except when I asked him if he would shoot at something, then he paused.
Before he could say no, I asked him if that was Iron Man's body laying down in the bottom of the field we were looking at from the top of the hill where we were standing. He said that the body was of Iron Man. Then I asked him why the body wasn't there anymore. He began to be alarmed and looked down at the place where Iron Man had been laying and saw the body was missing.
He then decided to help me find Iron Man and to Kill Kryptonite because we thought that Iron Man was set free when Kryptonite came out of him. Kryptonite looked a lot like a cross between Dr. Derange from that James Bond Jr. cartoon, remember, the guy in green with the black hair and the wierd messed up eye and spoke with a wierd accent. Him, but Kryptonite also looked like that villian from the G.I. Joe cartoon, the dude that had brown hair and had those black patches of color around his eyes. When he talked, it sounded like he had sound modulation effects like chorus or delay in his voice.
Anyway, Kryptonite looked like a mix of both of those villians and that is who we were looking for. The man and I began searching around that area where we saw the body laying. There were large old looking trees around and there were some cargo trucks and trash trucks wrecked around the area from a long time ago.
We were careful. I began to walk into the wooded area and Kryptonite had possessed a tree and grabbed me. He held tight to me to keep me from escaping while he tried to strangle me. I yelled for the man with the toy looking guns to help me. He began firing that cap gun looking thing at the tree but that wasn't helping because the way the Kryptonite tree was positioned, there was another tree in the way absorbing the hits from the gun.
The man threw this plastic looking thing for me to grab. It was a bright orange looking plastic thing that looked like it was from a Little Tykes kitchen set. Well, I knew that was a grenade in this wacky fantacy land. It was a powerful grenade that exploded in a violent burst of plasma that would destroy anything and basically vaporize anything within 100 feet of it.
I activated the grenade by snaping back part of the plastic whatever it was and put it under Kryptonite's possessed tree's chin and I think that I punched him in the face or kicked him somewhere. No matter, because I got loose and I ran. People began screaming that I wasn't to use the plasma grenade on Kryptonite because that wasn't the correct way from him to die.
I told them that I don't care how he dies just as long as he does. They agreed and we all ran for safety. After the explosion or death of Kryptonite, I looked as the place looked different. It almost reminded me of some type of low creek bed area with more trees around it. I saw something inscribed on a flat rock area in the ground. It said something. Something about Kryptonite dying in the year 1986.
That happens to be about the year of my dream happening or being based in. That was about all that I can remember of this dream. I didn't describe it in complete detail but this should make you familiar with what happened in my dream.