Last night was terrible. I went to sleep after reading a bit of information about the corrupted blood incident on WoW in the early 2000's and drifted off to sleep. I woke up in my old high school. My culinary arts teacher was talking about knives and how to handle them correctly at the front of our class. The culinary arts room was laid out with the intention of being able to hold a classroom of students but be quickly arranged into a room that could server people food. At the back of the classroom was a metal door. Through it was the kitchen. The kitchen was always spotless. After every lesson whether we were in the kitchen or in the classroom we would always end our days by cleaning it. This time when we all went back into the kitchen everything was covered in plastic. I was the first in the door and the entire class was behind me. All 20 students started grinning from cheek to cheek. Their smiles showed their teeth and they were comically large inside of their mouths. The teacher stepped from behind the class but wasn't grinning. He looked first at the class and then at me and said, "today we learn how to prepare a human." The students gaped open their mouths and their jaws hung as they sprinted at me. I looked around for an escape and saw a door that led outside. I charged through it with my shoulder and bolted across the parking lot. Just as I made it to the end of the parking lot one of the students pounced on my back and bit my head off. It was my best friend Trevor. After that I woke up. I often have auditory or visual hallucinations throughout the day. As soon as I woke up all I could see was a toothy grin in my closet and all I could hear was laughter all around me. I was terrified. I started scooting back in my bed. I was too scared to scream. I don't even know how to explain that level of fear. After about 5 seconds of being terrified I did something a bit bold. I forced myself to get up and turn a light on. The mouth was still there. So I walked up to it and punched it. I busted a few of my knuckles on my wall. I'm just glad that there isn't a hole in my wall.