Honestly, it was about beating three buff guys in a race competition and the elevator to the clouds was a wooden wardrobe. And the third choice was a colony of people made put of the same sticky elastic rubber as those sticky hand toys. He, or they, nearly snapped themselves with winning using the momentum of the other two guys. But still, the sentimwnt wasnt lost on me :D wouldnt have won without them. or it. Also the tool was one of those rubber toys that are sgaped like a galf sphere that bounce up after you pressed them down. I fit didnt bounce you were the right choice. I was putting full grown men on top of this toy to sse if it bounced them off. 
And the person it DID bounce off time after time was the rela life equivalent for me to one of those annoying kids that everyone has in their class that wants everyone to like them. Except you.

@Heminor, I stand by my former statement. Your dream was awesome. 

@Lata, Although when I woke up I felt like I was visited by God, it was the fever dream of a God damn 90s twelve year old. So if you're still wearing those flame print short sleeve shirts , then yeah it was pretty awesome.