The one in which I dreamed about these vampiric creatures that traveled between realities by making people dream about them. I had just dreamed about the entire species and then knew I was waking up. In that moment between sleep and wakefulness I was desperately flailing around searching for any way to kill myself to save the world from being taken over by these things. Fortunately I couldn’t find anything before I realized it was a dream, but the idea that if I had had some sharp object nearby I definitely would’ve tried to shove it into my skull without realizing was utterly terrifying.