Nightmare

Eew. I look and sound like a 50's detective. "Sam `the Spade' Curtis. I investigate mystery deaths." Malone is lying dead in front of me, two puncture wounds in his neck. And there's Backup, her fangs dripping blood. She turns to dust as I slam a wooden stake into her heart.

"Open and Shut case."

An insane giggle. Its Chris, dressed like a Hobbit. As I watch, he's sprouted a second head. "My." "Hero." The two heads say.

I sit up screaming.

"What's wrong?" Chris looks concerned. Only one head. "Chris, I'm never eating anything you cook. Ever Again."