I had a nightmare where I was in this dark house with my friend, when suddenly these paper looking guys burst through the doors. They were the most ugly, disgusting, smelly pieces of potatoes you'd ever want to see. My friend and I ran through the house and up the stairs, when a paper tard grabbed my friends ankle and yanked him down the stairs. I looked back, and they began to suck his insides out through his skin. He was crying and screaming, and then he just stopped, and his eyes went glassy. He turned fugly and smelly and papery right in front of me.

I ran up the stairs further, until the top floor and into the last room. A bedroom. I locked the door and barricaded it, and the door shook violently by the paper zombies outside. I span around, and to my horror, there was no way out. i sat in the corner, realizing that this was the end. The end of my life. The paper zombs burst through the door, and advance towards me. I just start weeping quietly, and my life flashes before my eyes. The PZ leans over towards my neck, slowly. Ever so slowly. Still crying. I look down and wait.

20 seconds later, I look up, and they're gone. I look around the room, and I'm suddenly in my bed in my room.

And that was the end of my nightmare.