I had a dream last night that ended in horror. I kid you not, I was hanging out, having a pleasant time with friends and family when a bunch of them turned into flesh-eating vampire monsters and started eating and killing the others. I woke up horrified with that feeling you get when you had a nightmare, but I felt so gyped at this cheesy excuse for a nightmare, that I forced myself back to sleep, resolved that the dream have a better ending. I don't remember the alternate end, but I know it did work. I woke up satisfied, but still remembered the blood and the carnage of the first ending. I wish my subconscious would go back to the relationship themed dreams I've been having.