A Vision of Choices

You approach the figures, waving and giving a friendly greeting. All three turn to face you, and as they do, their faces melt and slough off to reveal horrible, unnatural skeletons, stitched together with black cords. The figure in the center holds a mass of flesh, pulsing and writhing, with one single lidless eye staring directly at you. Unable to move, you stand helpless as the figures approach, and the flesh mound is placed against your chest. For a moment, you can feel the thing grow tendrils, wriggling into your pores and moving towards your nose and mouth. One of the figures smiles with teeth made of finger bones, and you awake in your bed.