Nails out my mouth

So I dreamt of my friend whom I have yet to meet. We spoke in my living room of things we do in our free time and what not. And then as I sat there upon the couch, I began to feel a little funny. So I rose to my feet. She continued to talk as if nothing was really happening. When I opened my mom to speak, I had a handful of nails leave my throat. I looked at her, wondering if this was her doing. She continued to talk as if she didn't notice. And again another handful of nails made it out of my throat. That's when I went to the window seal for the holy oil I had Ben saving. But before I could finish, I was awakened by my alarm.