Sometimes I wake up with blood on my lips. There’s this one spot on my upper lip that, when it dries out overnight, sometimes it bleeds, I guess. It did thus last night and when I looked in the mirror there was this ring of dried blood on my mouth and I realized that, when the vampires inevitably come, the angry mob will probably descend on me pretty quickly. Especially when my nocturnal lifestyle is taken into account.
That happens to me frequently, although in a slightly more disturbing way. I wake up with dried lips, not realizing they are horribly dried out I try to move them. This of course results in the skin tearing apart… I can only assume this is what it is like to awake during surgery. And to those people I hate you are sissies!