A whole bunch of black mice... maybe around 100 of them. Huddled in the midst of my stuff in my room... what were they doing here? How did they get in here? They looked relatively harmless, but still gave me the squirms. After looking at them and wondering what to do with them for a brief moment, a horde of white mice appeared out of nowhere from all directions and scurried across the floor to join their black counterparts. These white ones were destructive. They started chewing at everything in their way. Gnawing and biting. Sharp little teeth... that really got me scared. But I couldn't move. My feet were rooted somehow. Wait a minute, why was I lying down? No... not the white ones! Suddenly they were all over me. Bite, bite, chew, chew, gnaw, gnaw... there was no pain, but I felt myself slowing fading, draining of all energy and life... More and more white mice piled on me, completely covering me from my neck down, chewing me up faster and faster. I didn't want to go like this. Anything but this. Help.... I couldn't fight back. My arms were already gone, I think... couldn't feel them anymore. Couldn't feel much of the rest of my body either...

Next thing I knew, I was in another room. Still lying down. I quickly looked down at my body... to my relieve, the only thing covering me was my blanket. I moved my hands, they were still there... whew...