I cannot recall the specific year, but I still remember all of the details.

I was in Yorkton.
I was the costumed hero Spiderman, obviously influenced from the cartoon.
I remember hoping up and down from buildings like him.
There was a blue painted building across the street.
It was right next door to Darren's (He used to live on the same street as me).
At the time, an elderly woman lived there.
I remember as Spider man going through the door.
I remember going down the stairwell, feeling my feet clinging on to the walls, just like the cartoon.
I "spiraled" down into the basement. It was empty.
The floor was all concrete.
Apart from the concrete, the only thing I saw was the support beam.

I woke up as soon as I landed on the concrete basement.