I was lying on a blanket in the sun. Two of my co-workers (not my real co-workers, just dream entities) walked by and I heard one say sotto voce to the other, "She's got to go!" At that, one flung something wrapped in cloth at my head, but missed. Then the pair of them jumped on me, holding me down.

One had his hand on my face, and I got my left canines on the tip of one finger and bit hard. Super hard, like I was going to drill through it.

He yelped and got off me enough that I could stand up. Even though they were guys, I knew I was going to beat the crap out of the pair of them...

But I woke up because somehow I realized I was dreaming and was concerned that I might in reality be biting my SO's finger (but I was not).