The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma

Dream 6

I was in an episode of Supernatural. Sam, Sam, and Dean together. Doesn't sound confusing at all.

We are running down the side of a highway in Pennsylvania. A pack of 15 spirits are gaining on me.

Dean throws me Ruby's knife or something, but it's literally tiny al of a sudden, two inches long with a six inch handle.

I get a glimpse of the spirit closest to me, who is holding a long sword. It's....

GUY FIERI.

So I'm in a fight now, and I keep running backwards as Sam and Dean take down other spirits. We have gotten about half of them.

I'm stuck in the fight with Guy (Good god this is strange to write), and Sam and Dean take shelter in a barn. I follow them, and we get up in the rafters.

A little old lady spirit turns to me. I freak out, and do my normal panic response; compliments.

"Your hair looks lovely."

"Thank you," she says.

And then she takes out her dentures and puts in SHARP TEETH LIKE THE "MY MAIN GOAL IS TO BLOW UP" GUY.

"We will let them go as long as you give us him," one man (who looked suspiciously like Antonio Banderas omfg I can't believe that the dad from Spy Kids was threatening us) said, pointing at Dean.

"Sure," Dean says. They close in on him.

"SIKE," he yells, and jumps down from the rafters. Sam and I follow, and I don't remember anything else.

I'm really sorry you read that.