It is snowing and -6 degrees. I don't want to leave my bed.

I dreamed I was beating someone. He/she will remain nameless. I hit them harder and harder and little pieces of their face were breaking off and they were laughing at me and their body was regenerating very rapidly; bits of skull would fall off and the wounds were quickly covered by a thin translucent layer of skin. All of a sudden I was beating one of my cats, and I broke her jaw open and she started crying and biting herself. I woke up absolutely horrified and weeping with my cat curled around my head, purring, licking my hair.