Growling

Dream 1 (fragmented as heck) I am in absolute control of several people, once again including lots of <PERSON>-characters (what are they even doing in my brain?). This thing keeps following my every order, like flying around in the garden and so on. By my side there is a small robot that does not want to do anything at all, which is not weird; the reason is simply enough that it is lacking batteries. I continue the dream by discussing the political undertones of the series. <PERSON> (what the flying fuck?) I am lying in a bed, in a room that I have never been in before. It looks... sterile, like a hospital or something. As I look up from the pillow, I notice blood dripping/floating from the ceiling. And the sheets. And my pillow. And on the floor, forming trails to the door. I am literally covered in blood, and I have no idea as of whether I am losing any myself. I crawl out of bed like a worm on the verge of death, and when the door opens, I let out growls and hisses as I clench the bloodstained carpet, drawing me ever closer to the person who is just about to enter the room (turns out to be a classmate). She looks down at me, horrified, before slowly stepping back outside. I feel weaker and weaker, and in the end I probably ended up dying a pretty miserable death. As I awoke, three words were rushing through my mind: Hva. <PERSON>? (or what the hell if you prefer)