Something was in the pizza!

This weekend I was in Duluth at a youth conference. Saturday night we got back late and decided to get a pizza. We ate our pizza and talked for a bit, then went to bed. That night I had a dream, more of a nightmare actually. In the dream, one of the leaders went crazy and started trying to kill me. She got a hold of a knife and chased after me with this crazed, demented look on her face. I was backing away trying to reason with her, but nothing was working. She dropped the knife and I picked it up, holding it in front of me still trying to calm her down. But she just kept coming. Then suddenly I not only had the sharp knife but also one of those long bread knives (it was one of those silly dream things where stuff just appears). Her husband was there too and the look on his face! It was unbearable. He was filled with remorse and breaking inside because he knew as well as I did that I would have to kill her..otherwise she would never stop. So I started stabbing her, hoping it would knock her down, give us some more time to reason with her. But it only mad her crazier. She began mocking me saying stuff like "that's all you got" "nice try but I'm still here" her voice was so cynical and her mocking laugh.. I knew the only way to stop her was stab her in the heart, but I tried everything else. I couldn't kill her. Once it got to the point where no one would make it if I didn't kill the heart, I threw the knife at her and she crumpled to the ground.
The next part of my dream was the next day and we were beginning funeral plans. Her husband and I were almost dead ourselves. We didn't say anything, simply because we knew there wasn't anything to say. We knew what happened had to be done, but it was still a lot to go through.
Finally I woke up and my youth pastor (the one who tried to kill me in the dream) walks out of the bathroom and I started blurting out the dream to her. I didn't really realize this was the first thing I said to her until later, but let me just say I wasn't let down for it the rest of the day. Apparently the pizza had something to do with it but that was one of the saddest dreams I've ever had. It's ranked up there with the mad Indian woman (who was also their leader) coming after me. I guess I was her long lost daughter and she was going through all the towns killing everyone until she found me..it was a gruesome dream, but that's another story...