That Voodoo You Do...In Your Sleep

Texts between me and a friend* I haven't talked to in a few weeks:

Masked Mom: Had a weird dream last night. In it, you had hurt your wrist. I'm a little bit of a freak so I just had to check on you.

Friend(ish): That explains the pain. Now put down the doll u evil bitch.

*With friends like these, who needs any other entertainment?