Screaming or howling

I have been both sick as a dog, and out of town. Dreams have been so crazy. At one point, I was nightmaring lucidly about the Saw movies, which I do not even watch (Saw 1-3, then gave up.), then woke into a higher layer non-lucid to find myself having sex with <PERSON>. Ew? Think this had something to do with seeing my rather useless brother-in-law. I think he fits the vic profile nicely. Yes, you can nightmare in a lucid. It is like watching a scary movie of yourself: you are a spectator, not a participant. Yeesh. There were a few others, but nothing as vivid as last night. That one broke into my reality for a short time. I was totally lucid in a dream of my hometown (Dream-world geography again!), and I figured that I would have some fun in an antique/thrift shop by playing dress-up. I am never as mature in dreams as I am in reality, but I am much more fun. Unfortunately, there were no dressing rooms, and the outfits I had started to shrink as soon as I started walking around looking for one, so I figured that since I am dreaming, it was alright for me to start changing there in the store in front of everyone. I got a couple of items on, then the proprietress appeared and told me that it was inappropriate to be changing clothes in the store and that Id have to leave. I tried to reason with her that this was all a dream, so it did not matter because she and everyone else were imaginary, but several of the other shoppers physically threw me out. Then a Gothic chick with short, fire-engine red hair and a low growly voice (I swear she was one of my old <PERSON> fanfic characters!) showed up and told me that the proprietress was very powerful and her friends were coming to beat me up for embarrassing her like that. We ran all over my hometown trying to get away. I could have flown, and I knew it, but I did not want to leave the girl who helped me. I was wondering how unreal they were since I could not control them, and was concerned for her well-being. Suddenly I was aware (watching, as if in a film again) that the proprietress was a sorceress, and to avenge herself on me she made my friend aware that she was a dream, and not "real." She cursed us both that we would know reality. This did not bother me, the real person, but suddenly the redhead started screaming and chanting that she wanted to know, see, hear, and live reality. She attacked me, trying to claw her way through me into the real world. When she hit me I found myself awake in my mother-in-law's spare room, yet in sleep paralysis. The dream redhead appeared as a lump in the blankets, completely non-humanoid yet I recognized her, and attacked again by biting onto my left breast and clinging on. I could not move to fight, being paralyzed, but I managed to get out the thought "HELP ME" aimed at my husband. He was sleeping next to me. Then the blanket-chomper vanished, only a blanket over my breast, and we were both awake. He is completely unaware of what happened, so I do not know if he helped or if I jerked and startled him awake. But that freaked me out.