I fell asleep on the couch earlier and had a dream that my bed had a scab of some sort on it, sharp against my foot. I picked at it and ripped it right off only to hear my bed scream. The mattress started bleeding all over my arms and legs and I kept trying to fill the wound with my sheets. My bed wailed and wept like a human and I backed away from it, covered in blood. I put my hands over my ears as it begged for something or someone to stop. I woke up and felt around for something sharp with my feet as I fell back asleep.