Twisted Ending

Like most humans, I frequently dream. Some of these dreams take place during my conscious hours, but most take place while I'm asleep. And, again - I think - like most humans, I tend not to remember probably 90% of my slumbering dreams. Typically, when I first wake, I will remember possibly 40% or so of what took place in my sub consciousness during the night. Within the first ten minutes or so, that's probably dropped to about 20% and it then falls exponentially through the day until absolutely nothing remains. Very seldom do I vividly remember dreams for any period of time, and then it is only when something spectacular happens. This has happened only a handful of times in my lifetime:

 
 

1. When I was in second grade (I deduce that I was in second grade, though I actually have no real memory of a specific date), I dreamt that I saw a red fox sneaking up on my second grade teacher. Not wanting her to be eaten, I picked up a rock and through it at the fox. The fox turned, ran over to me, then bit of my hands. Oddly, at the time, I really didn't like my teacher and my attitude was actually one of not caring whether a fox attacked her or not.
   
2. My most common re-occurring dream (which I no longer have, and haven't had since elementary school), took place in the first several years after my grandmothers died (they died approximately one year apart from each other). In these dreams, typically I would be doing normal kid stuff when one of my two grandmothers would just show up out of nowhere and begin to ask me questions. I knew they were dead, and was quite frightened, but yet didn't want the dream to end.
   
3. I once realized mid-dream that I was dreaming. At that moment, I could pretty much do whatever I wanted. I began flying and doing generally very cool things. It was an amazing/strange experience.
   
4. Between my freshman and sophomore years of college, probably my most frightening dream-experience took place. I dreamt that I was talking to my grandfather and, during our conversation, his face began contorting and he appeared to be demon-possessed. In the dream, I pointed at him and shouted, "Get out!" only to wake myself up by my own audible voice. This same general theme has happened two or three times sense then - none of them as vivid (I can't remember any one individual or any of the situations that were taking place), but with the same reaction of waking up to my own audible voice. None of them were as freaky as the first, which left me unable to sleep and in somewhat of a cold-sweat.
   

    
    

   Last night, however, I had an entirely new dream experience that previously I would have thought completely impossible. Unfortunately, I remember none of the true details. It wasn't a very vivid dream, but more of a concept that seems unlikely. My dream had a twisted ending. Basically, all through the dream, a series of circumstances happened that seemed odd. Unfortunately, I've forgotten all but one, which was watching two guys shake hands. This event had significance in the dream itself, but I can't remember what.
   

    
    

   As foggy as the details are, I distinctly remember getting to the end of the dream, seeing one of these again, and then he told me his true identity, which made many of the other events in the dream - including the hand shake - take on an entirely different significance than my subconscious initially told me that these events had.
   

    
    

   The sensation was something similar to when you first discovered Haley Joel Osment only talked to Bruce Willis because he was dead or that Russell Crowe didn't actually work for the CIA. I find it strange and somewhat unsettling to think that my subconscious was actively trying to trick my consciousness.
   

    
    

   It will be interesting to see if this theme becomes reoccurring. And, if so, will I become more paranoid?
   

    
    

   Anyone else have weird dreams?