Fucking dream land

So I don't usually remember my dreams but when I do they're weird as fuck.

>Dream is sometime in the near future
>Guess I told Ching Chong at some point to see a therapist for some help
>She comes home her face smeared with blood
>What happened to you? I ask
>Therapist suggested we spend time apart, this was unacceptable, she had to removed. 
>You kill her?
>Yes, for us.
>You can't just go around killing people.
>Why?
>Because you just can't, trust me I'm an expert on this. 
>HFW

>Then she flung me over her shoulder and started walking to a basement that does not exist


>Then I woke up. 

Ching Chong's face was hovering over me, smiling. She said I looked cute when I was sleeping. Then she asked me if I had any good dreams.

I'm scared guys.