Pilot witness

I had this one early this morning, and though it was not exactly "scary," it was definitely traumatic. <PERSON> Some friends and I have been invited to a party, in Alaska. We are being rushed to catch the plane (and drink with the pilot on the way), but we have to run some errands first. As we are driving around to do this, I am trying to convince my buddy not to let me drink too much because my ex will be at the party. At some point during this I insulted a group of crazy gangbangers, who looked like Rastafarian MS-13. The swore they were going to make me pay, but we sped away in the car. We get back to my house and my friends drop me off so I can get dressed for the party. I go downstairs and let my ferrets out to play while I get ready (I do have ferrets IRL, and though these looked a little different I knew it was them). While my ferrets are playing two new ferrets appear from nowhere and start playing with them. After I am dressed I hear someone break-in upstairs, and somehow I know that it is the gangbangers, and that what their going to do is beat me, make me watch them eat the ferrets, and then kill me. So I try to gather up the ferrets and hide them in the closet, but the ones I do not know run away and I cannot catch them. I just manage to get my ferrets hidden when I hear them coming down the stairs and scramble to grab my sword (an ugly, poorly made black steel blade, not nearly as nice as my sword IRL). I have just managed to grab it and run out into the hallway when they get to the bottom of the stairs. There are 6 of them, and they are wielding hockey sticks and metal bars. I manage to bottleneck them in the hall so they can only attack me one at a time. They hit me a few times, but nothing serious, though there are a few close calls, and after 5 minutes of furious combat all 6 are dead. I start freaking out about having killed 6 guys, and go up stairs and start pacing. At this point my friends return to pick me up, but I will not leave the house. I try to play it cool, but inside I am losing it, considering chopping the bodies up to hide them in the yard. After a minute I break down and tell my friends what happened, but instead of freaking out they just think it is cool that I managed to kill 6 dudes by myself. After a few minutes I decide to call 911 and report it, since it was self defense. The police do not come, but send an investigator: an older woman who kind of reminds me of my 5th Grade teacher. So I take her downstairs to show her the scene, but when we get down there all the bodies have turned into giant badger/dog things. 2 of them are dead, but the other 4 are just severely crippled. One of them has found the two stranger ferrets, killed 1, and is trying to kill the other. I start kicking it to try to protect the ferret, and the investigator gets mad at me, saying something like "This may have started as self defense, but if you keep that up you will be charged with assault, the law does not protect your pets" (though apparently it did protect giant badger-dogs that used to be people). This makes me really angry, and I wake up.