Amurehna

I am at work, all the lights are out. I'm standing in front of the paint desk when I start to feel faint and I fall first to my knees, then back on my heels. I tell someone that I don't feel well, and all they can say is "Yeah, your face looks strange." Then they move away without any further concern.
I knock on the door of Red's duplex, I have never been to such a place. He opens the door and I sway, again feeling faint. I ask if I can come in and he allows it, I said I didn't want to drive back home like this and ask if I can sleep here. He says it's fine if I don't mind sharing the bed.
We stand in the living room, behind him is the bedroom. I have such trouble keeping my eyes open, and when I do manage it, I can't lift my eyes to his face.
Only so far as his chest. My breath becomes uneven and sadness creeps over me, swaying on my feet. I want him to comfort me, I feel so strange, and know that if he just let me lean on him I'd feel much better. He leaves the room and I black out.
I awake in bed with his puppy laying on my chest. He leaves the room, and sleep paralysis settles over me in the dream (is it weird to have a dream that you're having sleep paralysis?)
The puppy and I are not alone, though. Something grips my hands beneath the covers and I can't quite withdraw them. This happens three or four more times, one time the puppy growls at the spirit hiding under the covers and gripping my hands. The ghost huddles close to me, delighting in my immobility.
I manage to break my paralysis, but when I try to tell Red about it, he says it isn't possible. I say that the puppy was growling and he counters that she never does that without reason. I try to rile the spirit and make the puppy growl again so that he might believe me.

Something about being on a camping trip and zipping up the tiny personal tent around me. o.O