Yuck yuck dreams

Lurid dreams that wake you in a sweat, alarmingly close to a nightmare and so real as to curdle a stream of warm blood running free on your insides.

A rare dream granted it is, but when exam dreams appear they threaten to be no less menacing than the act of exams itself, especially when you're ill prepared or not prepared at all..

I reached school as one would, jovial in a hop skip and saw a very old dear friend wearing a warm jacket. So happy was I to see him that not only did I slip an arm around him but also kissed him with a loud smack on his cheek, and he gleamed at me with happiness. We reached the school gates and I entered my class where I realized we have two cycle tests.
One was physics and one was Hindi.
Gasps galore.
I had not the slightest idea. Nor had I prepared for even a single one.

What was the syllabus? I thought I'd study a bit in the zero period, but only fools harbour the illusion that they could study an entire syllabus worth in a zero period, moreover that was when the tests would be held.

To say that my sheet was a gaping blank would be mildly putting it, for it was cleaner than my conscience and I remembered why I didn't study for the test, because there was some wedding happening at my house.
Psst, I asked another friend.
Let me cheat from you. And through all this I was breaking into a sweat in my dream as well as my sleep.
My friend told me she'd sit in a diagonal posture to let me see whatever she had written.
Right, I said, And began to jot down whatever she'd written. Most of it was a combo of A and more A's.
It made no sense but I copied as much as I could, but the hawk eyed teacher made her change her posture and there I sat, with only a few answers jotted down.
The rest of the sheet still blank.
I didn't know what to do, even worse that there would be another test.

I scared myself awake, and threw away my duvets and saw myself in cold sweat.
Gah, what a horrid dream.