my antidepressants have been making my dreams more vivid in general lately, but this one takes the cake
to sum it up, i was back in my senior year of high school, getting ready to head out with my sibling and my mom helping us to get ready to go. in the dream we had a cat, and it was just running around being a normal cat, until it started hissing at and chasing my sibling. my mom noticed it and got concerned, and at around this point the cat just suddenly was either a coyote or a wolf. that was when i noticed a thick, dark red line of blood across its' back. at that point it started walking towards me and my mom, visibly woozy, and then i see that there's this dark gray matter on its' head that is the source of the blood, and i'm not sure if it is supposed to be brain matter or some kind of fungus. I get paper towels and I beg my mom to tell me what to do but she says nothing, and I watch the coyote/wolf start to blink slower and slower until it bleeds out in front of me while i sob and sob
woke up and audibly said "what the fuarrrk was that," it was terrifying in a strange way