Dreams.

I dreamt that I was a superhero. I could fly and slow down time (it's not the first time, by the way; I have this ability in my dreams, and I like it). So, there's a bunch of superheroes standing in some large glass building. They've locked us all in there... Well, I start taking action. I slow down time, almost stopping it completely, so that everyone around me stands still like statues. Then I grab Spider-Man and use his legs to smash the glass covering the roof. It didn't work on the first try (it was strong glass), but I broke it. I take Spider-Man and go to punish them. Outside, there's a group of villainous bugs, about ten of them. I attack them with Spider-Man, and we start beating them up. The villains don't even understand what's happening; everything is too fast for them. At first, their faces show a desire to severely deal with the culprit, but since their gaze can't focus on me, and their colleagues are flying around the field like leaves in the wind, the expression on their faces changes to horror. They raise a leg to try to escape, but it's too late... Spider-Man proved to be excellent; I couldn't have found a better weapon. However, at some point, I decided that I needed to let Spider-Man rest and stopped using him. Instead, I took Captain America...