Dammit. This is like those dreams where you're in front of a large auditorium, and you're supposed to say something, but you have no idea what. Everyone is looking at you expectantly. And then you realize you're not wearing any shoes, and your socks have different colours. Suddenly, you feel like you have to sneeze. You start opening your mouth, but it's one of those sneezes that takes minutes to form. And all the time you're standing there with your mouth half open. You realize that you should say something, so it doesn't look like you're just standing there with your mouth open, but a second later you remember you didn't know what to say. Your crotch starts to itch, and you realize that the only thing worse than standing there dumb-struck, open-mouthed and wearing wrong socks is to scratch your crotch while doing so. But that very realization makes the itching so much more intense, till you can't ignore it anymore.

And then the lights go out and you're eaten by a Grue.