I had a dream that people used tanks that looked like dinosaurs because they moved better. Some tanks went behind a mountain range and looked over it. The enemy came over and shot something at them. It hovered around, and the dinosaurs couldn't destroy it. The thing went into the dinosaur, and it had to find a way to get rid of it. It turned the dinosaur into a cartoony thing, until it got rid of it.
Then the things went around to different tanks and to me. I turned into Flounder from the Little Mermaid and tried to get help from a canoer, but he was depressed. A zombie from Quake got in the canoe and started rowing. I got out and went into a scary room. A black Mass was there led by my religion teacher.