Screaming or howling

Something to do with a dance-off taking place on a beach. There was an absurdly sized boombox (about the size of a semi trailer) being positioned on the beach. Then the power went out and the man organizing the dance-off was upset because the boombox had to be plugged in. I was visiting at a hospital. This was not a normal hospital though, it was supposed to treat people of their worst fears. How? By making them suffer trough the trauma of their worst fear again and again but without pain. I do not know completely how this worked but they could make you experience your worst fear as many times as they wanted. I do not remember if this was for punishment or what. They had a means of extracting what your worst fear was subconsciously. I remember seeing the first couple rooms closest to the desk. Patients were grouped by their fear. The people closest to the desk had the worst fear of 'death'. I remember them being hooked up to heart rate monitors. They would start and stop every ten seconds or so, so basically the patient was dying repeatedly in the bed. I remember approaching one of the people on the bed. He looked like <PERSON> for some reason, and he looked as though he was really peaceful. He told me quietly before passing through one of his deaths. 'my greatest fear is... death...' ... I remember being back at the front desk. I was looking at a hospital form in a plastic tray. All of the boxes were filled with gibberish. But I could still read them clearly, and they still had English characters in them. I was saying to myself how this did not feel like a normal lucid dream. It felt too clear, too stable and too realistic to be a dream. I felt as though I might be astral projecting or something. I decided to run a test on the dream to see how well it behaved. I jumped into the air and pushed my energy down. My little fire jets switched on. I was flying. I had to stay in control though, not hit any people. But this was all the proof I needed. This was a lucid dream, just a very clear and vivid one. Sadly I did not seem motivated to carry out any of my goals or dares. I remember feeling like the dream went on for ten minutes or more. But unfortunately I do not have the dream recall to back that up. I do know that It ended with a false awakening. Another thing I remember questioning while in the dream was the fact that I was not the least bit scared of the clinic, even thought its sole purpose was to invoke fear. It did not seem like an evil environment in any way. There were no screams of pain or blood splatters on the wall. It seemed so peaceful, like fear was a good thing. I false awoke in my bedroom and my cat had given birth to five cats, identical kittens. The scene was being narrated like a nature show. Spoiler for Interpretations: I do not really know what to make of this. I feel as though given the concept of the dream, it is meant to mean something important but I cannot figure it out. I might come back in and change this if I am able to figure it out.