I ran down the hall, the army of flying oreos right at my heels (well, not really, they were actually a few feet behind me).  I came to an intersection. "Right, left or straight ahead?" I thought.  I turned right, and skidded to a stop, almost crashing into the giant magical cheeseburger.  I turned around and ran in the opposite direction.  I soon came to a staircase.  I ran up it, and found myself on some sort of ship, as there was water all around it.  I ran to the edge, and knowing that I could swim, and the oreos and the giant cheeseburger probably couldn't, I jumped off.  That was when I woke up.