I was in my friend's basement, which he used as a band practice space or party room. It was set up like a laboratory this time, and he was telling me about some experiments he had been doing with ceramics. He showed me a stone chamber in the wall that loked like a pottery kiln or pizza oven. It was just the right size for a person to lay down in and was full of ashes. He told me to get inside so I did. I lay on my back inside a human sized oven with the door left open. I was still able to see outside of the chamber and look all around the room even though I was lying on my back in an enclosed space.

I noticed a ceramic object on a table that looked like one of those Japanese soup spoons, but sqaure and much thicker, and it had a little clear glass lid on it that was open. Inside the spoon part was a little mound of ash. I suddenly realized that this mound of ash was a highly radioactive substance, and that lid on the spoon is supposed to be closed, and now my friend and I would both be exposed to radiation. I sat up in a panic to yell at my friend for leaving the spoon lid open, pissed off at him for being so careless.

I sat up so fast that I ended up bashing all my front teeth out on a rusty latch inside of the chamber. I was bleeding like crazy from the mouth but felt no pain. I was just spitting out what seemed like endless chunks of teeth and fountains of blood. I was upset thinking my mouth was permanently ruined and I would never look the same after all the surgery I would surely have to get. Every time I thought it was over, I would spit out more broken teeth, even the ones in the back and I kept feeling my empty tooth holes with my tongue. I finally got the courage to look in the mirror. It was just as gruesome as I thought it would be, but not any worse, so that made me feel beter. I realized now I have a legitimate excuse to get gold teeth. I fantasized about going to some crazy ghetto dentist and getting a whole mouth full of real permanent gold teeth, maybe with diamonds. I would have a real cool story and girls might think my grill was sexy.