So I'm exploring what seems to be left of my parents' friends' cabin. It's been trashed.

It's dark, and the electricity appears to be about. I try to check upstairs while my friend stays downstairs.

I can't see anything. I find a row of light switches. It smells like feces.

I start flipping on each switch to see if anything responds. The first one... nothing. The second one... nothing. The third one... I feel a hum inside my head. I swing around with my flashlight to see a hundred tiny eyes hidden amongst the detritus. And they start to run towards me.

I make it downstairs to find that I've come between my friend and a rabid deer with sharp, jagged, gnashing teeth.

I scream, "It's a DEEEEEEEEEEEE--"

And I wake up, screaming, "--EEEEEEEEEERRRR!" with my mouth closed. It's 3:40am.