Lay down with a book, woke up under the horrid nibblings of the Necronomnomicon.
Hideous creatures of legend roamed around the room.
Fearsome dustbunnies and worse looking for prey to consume in dusty consumptioning!
And even worse still, their announcer was Pat Sajak!
I dreamed that a knight came in, bloodstained and mudcovered, and expected me to clean his chain mail with WD-40 and a toothbrush.
My subconscious needs a tropical vacation!