Dream About Hallucinations And Anxiety

My dream started out where I was in a large building which was my work. A large factory, with all sorts of industrial machinery. I was told that we had to move into a smaller room in the facility. Over a weekend two guys from work came in and moved all the machines into this much smaller denser room. I came in on Monday and scoffed because nobody had asked me to assist in moving the machines as it would have been good training for me to know. I started doing my daily rounds checking on all the machines and talking to the operators. The operator spoke to me and some of them told me how they really liked the change of scenery, even though the room that we were in was extremely dark and decrepit. It was a low ceiling, it was very small, but all the machines fit. I started walking around over to this room with two big iron doors and when I entered inside the room the middle of the room had a large metal table and on the far right side of the room there was a another large iron door and a man pushes open the iron door and he's got a gas mask on and he's got chemical suit on and he tells me that I've just I have just came into contact with a very violent psychoactive gas and that psychoactive gas causes violent hallucinations and death and it was covering my entire body and I just inhaled it. So I started running around the entire facility freaking out, people screaming at me because I'm getting all this gas that's stuck all over my clothes and my body all over the facility and I'm feeling this sense of it's too late for me, it's too late, it's over and the general manager runs up to me and he says he says to me that he has pills I can take to make it all go away. So I grabbed the pills from his hands and they were two little tiny white tablets and these little white pills I start to go to put them in my mouth to eat them but before I do I ask do I just eat them and he laughed at me, he chuckles at me and he says no you don't eat them you put them in your stomach and that's when my vision and my headspace got really weird and he said to me he said you put them in your stomach and I said how and I started feeling my stomach and everything felt really strange and he said you have to cut open your stomach you have to make an abrasion in your stomach so you can get to your stomach and put the pills in your stomach so I decided that I was going to take the scapula from his hand but I started freaking out because I wasn't going to cut open my stomach but I kept trying to like hold the knife away even though I was holding it and I couldn't make the decision if I was going to cut open my stomach or if I was going to not do it or I couldn't decide maybe if I was just hallucinating this whole scenario and I'm just holding a knife up to myself and people are trying to keep me from stabbing myself to death maybe this is what they were talking about I didn't know who to trust and my brain and my mind and my soul became filled with anxiety and fear that I was couldn't make the right decision and I didn't know what was going on was I going to die because of my inaction or was I going to kill myself by accident because I thought that's what needed to happen for me to be safe the managers face got wierd and he kept repeating to me "you're going to die" over and over again. I didn't know but I got up and I ran and I saw creatures all creatures the matter of fiction running around trying to get me and I'm beating them back and I'm punching them and trying to kill them and I run back through this thick fog again and thick fog made me hallucinate even worse where I was seeing weird visions of creatures and demonic entities and then I awoke