Nigthmare vs Siberian Husky

I read this really creepy, fantastic Avengers fic where (highlight for spoiler) Howard sold Tony's soul to a demon. Then about an hour later I went to bed. It was a very poor decision on my part. The damages done to my bedroom door alone -- sigh. I've yet to look up how much a new door is going to cost. The gouges on my the floor in front of bedroom door... hard wood floors and a determined dog are not good bedfellows. Let me tell you about my dream (which is creepy as fuck and might not be the best read for everyone):

( This could be triggery -- be careful....  )