The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy

This nightmare occured during one of my field trips in sixth grade. I was at a record store, buying a Metallica CD that doesn't exist. After the transaction had been made, I left. I turned the corner and found a shadowy figure in the dark. I ran as fast as I could (Or possibly walked, I don't remember) in an attempt to escape it. It captured me and I woke up. Only one problem. Sleep Paralysis. I saw the actual world for a split second, but then it turned into a ventriloquist dummy that resembled spanky from the goosebumps books or possibly Alfred E. Neuman from MAD magazine. Anyways, that happened, and then I ACTUALLY woke up.