I had a dream recently that played out like an episode of Paranormal Activity, where for some reason, whoever I was controlling was camping in a back yard tent or something, a mysterious presence was around, and I can't recall all the details, but one thing leads to another, I see the demonic force for what it is. It looked like a high-class skinless humanoid demon thing in upper-class attire (for a demon; like badass robes and a mage-like outfit), that had an affinity for possessing technology, and also able to use trans-dimensional portals and such, along with doing poltergeist stuff. Oddly enough, it had a weakness to silver or something of the sort, because while I was chasing it or evading it, it eventually opened a portal into hell, and while doing it, it accidentally opened a portal through a medicine cabinet or something, and got all kinds of medical needles in it's face (looked like a bunch of epi-pens (for allergies) or some silvery/metalic-colored substance, maybe mercury; I don't know what these people had), it got injected by all of them by accident, was in all sorts of pain and suffered a death that would be comparable in special effects like a SYFY original movie, or a made for TV horror movie made in the 80s. The creature looked high-class and actually somewhat intimidating (it was even dressed in garments equivalent to an arch-demon kind of thing; really high class, as if he can kill you by opening a portal down the center of your body in the blink of an eye. It's appearance was more recent looking.). I feel sorta cheated out; the battle was so short-lived and finished off by it's own recklessness. And the thing was acting like a badass and whatnot, until it killed itself by accident this way.
I found it strange that such a powerful and intimidating demon suffered probably the most BS death ever. Then again, things always go weird around me in dream worlds. Even stranger, I wasn't the one that killed it. It died by it's own stupidity (despite being smart enough to coordinate it's own portals all over the place; even opening a direct line into Hell itself). I feel like if I were to ever see that thing again, it would never live that death down. I mean, what an idiot. Doesn't matter if you could slice your targets apart with portals like a deli-slicer, you accidentally killed yourself by reckless portal placement and epi-pens.
Oh yeah, and to further cheeseball it up; before waking up, the family in the dream "learned a valuable lesson about watching too much TV" or some stupid bullcrap like that. I think I facepalmed hard enough to wake myself up.