I had already posted this before on /r/Dreams but here it is anyway.

I don't know what happened in the beginning of it. I remember that it first started kind of like a in a dim hospital room, like a movie camera placed directly across her bed zoomed in on some poor girls face, which was stitched on, who was suffering from some horrible disease transmitted through light (I know that doesn't make a whole lot of sense). It switched off everyone in awhile to a vision of her vomiting vast amounts of blood and dried mucous. Then, while I watched this girl breath heavily, crying, bleeding from stitches on her very bruised face, I heard a bunch of news headlines from various television networks talking about this disease and this girl. One particular voice said she committed suicide days after making a "recovery". (I do not have a television in my bedroom so I don't think i had some tv slip into my mind while I slept). After this voice had said this, she disappeared, and the view of the room changed to the left side of the bed. Many surgeons and another woman, who I assume is her mother all were kneeling on the blood soaked bed. Hugging each other and crying at the death of this girl. They then disappeared after a few moments. And then, across the bed there stood the girl after she "recovered." Declared non-contagious The doctors stood around the bed, and had her walk to it. She was very thin. Like extremely emaciated. Her arms and legs were only as thick as her bones. Her skin was an unhealthy brown (don't get me wrong, I'm not racist. Like her skin was brown with a yellowish jaundice [I hope that's the right word] to it). And perhaps the most fucked up feature she had, which I found out after my voice had asked, and for whatever reason I heard my older sister reply and tell me, was the fact that her two bottom ribs and both her eyes had been removed. She only had a rag wrapped around where her eyes should have been, and a clear, tired, liquid had dried on her cheeks. She required crutches to walk. Like the kind that have a strap that wrap around the upper arm and you lean forward on them. She walked. And once she made it, the doctors and her family cheered. And her thin, wrinkled face smiled. They all disappeared soon after that. And I found myself sitting behind the hospital bed, browsing the Internet without a computer. Seeing webpages through my eyes talking about this disease and how contagious it is because it transmits through vision and how fucked the human race is. And I started getting fucking TERRIFIED. At the same time there was a bother fucked disease spreading too, but I don't remember that one. This dream scared the shit out of me, and I kind of avoided sleep for a few hours. I'm fine mentally, this just scared the shit out of me though.