What A Perv

I'm at a dock in broad daylight, there's clear water all around as far as I can see, but I don't think I'm on an island. A little male creature meets me on the dock and shows me to a warehouse. Something horrible has happened here, and inside it is old, wooden, worn, haunted. A girl, he tells me and I see the images, was strung up on a pulley and fed into a meat grinder inside the warehouse. Murder - not an accident. The incident happened a long time ago but fresh blood is everywhere and there is a banquette of food, all tainted with blood. Gorgeously cooked meet is displayed like Christmas ham, and fictional characters are sitting all around this grand dining table. The meat is her but it looks so beautiful I justify its consumption. "Human meat is good for you, I learned it in physiology." I claim as I look over the meal. Mom is there and I ask her if she's eaten anything. "Only some of the cheese." I look at a large block of cheddar on the table. There is a spatter of blood down the middle. I cut around it and the inside is melted in a cylinder shape. I say something loudly and small fangs come out of the cheese and sink back in. I yell again and they appear only to disappear. I scream and scream until they jump out. They turn a dark green for a moment. On the floor the chase me and I run. My scenery changes and I'm at my pool and I'm running towards home. The teeth enter my neighbors apartment and possess her. She chases me. She captures me. I die. Game over in Nintendo font and blue pixelated background. My score comes up in two 3 digit numbers of the same white font, blue background. I feel like my soul has been sucked from me into a vacuum, it hurts. I come back to my place, she is still there. She chases me into my house. The lock is broken. I prop against the door desperately fumbling with the lock as she hits against the wall like a brain dead zombie, groans and all. Mom is there. I want to tell her this dream. But I cant tell if I'm awake or not. Suddenly I realize I'm sitting in the armchair in front of the door. I get up. I get frustrated that I can't figure out whether I'm awake or not and wake myself up.