I had this multi-sequence dream that when I woke up from it, I was forced to spend a couple minutes remembering what's real and what's fake.
First, I was walking down a road, and this was a really gray, depressing road passing through this neverending expanse of farmland. I remember being dropped off their, and forgotten about, so I was left to myself to walk to the other end. All the while, I kept thinking about this grotesque animation that I'd have SWORE I'd seen somewhere. This animation was basically a very lively and cheerful cartoon of some sort that kept getting darker and more twisted the longer it ran, climaxing with the character opening a coffin and exposing this half-decomposed corpse with a warped and frankly unhuman body structure.
Then in the second half of my dream, I'm Tom (from Tom & Jerry) and I'm in a hotel room with Spike (the dog character from the same cartoons) and we're rooming together. Spike, however, is a Russian spy, and he's trailing these Italian mobsters to an airport. My dream follows Spike as he does this, and the sequence plays out like a Hitman: Blood Money mission, with him trying to sneak onto the plane that the mobsters are on, but with him failing and him getting chased back to the hotel room. Spike is very panicked in the hotel room, not knowing what to do, when all of a sudden an Italian assassin barges through the door and shoots Spike dead, and then leaves. Then I leave the hotel, and everywhere I go I'm followed by the half-decomposed corpse I mentioned earlier. It's NOT a zombie, just a corpse that keeps appearing whereever I go like the tiki idol from the Brady Bunch Movie. Like, he's there when I'm on the sidewalk, in the lobby, on the bus, and not infrequently sitting right next to me when I'm sitting down.
I eventually go back to the room, only to find that all my clothes had been strewn across the floor, but there were way too many clothes, since there were piles and piles. I start rummaging through the piles in order to find something (I can't remember what I was looking for) and I found the corpse again, and he was trying to burble something horrid from his dead mouth, trying to tell me something, but I couldn't hear, I was too paralyzed with fear.
Then I woke up, and I find that I'd missed breakfast again. Man, I'm hungry.