Dream About Baseball Game And Encountering Creepy Book

This dream was about

Keala and I were at some kind of baseball game. We were sitting in the back of a booth and there were two teenage boys and the baseball couch from my high school. The coach was all the way to the left in the booth, one teenager to his right, and another teenager to the right of him. When the blocker came down nd I saw them the teenager in the middle turned a bit and threw up but his throw up landed on me, and this substance came out of my ear. I was grossed out but asked for a napkin to clean it off. It wasn’t a lot but enough to make you almost gag. The scene changed by me going into a house and seeing a book. The book only had so many pages but it was like a kids book. It showed two kids, a boy and a girl. My boyfriend and I noticed the book and thought it was weird, but we disregarded it. There were actually a young girl and an even younger boy in that house with their fathers. In total, the house had three men, my boyfriend, the little girl, the little boy, and me. Somehow I left the house while my boyfriend was cooking and I was walking back up the path where the previous booth was at, back to the house. I was golfing or getting ready to go golfing. I passed by a different coach and a student, we were talking but I eventually left them. I made it back to the house and over heard the three men talking about a thing in the house. How it needed to be fed. But I saw the thing, and it was trying to disguise itself as the little girl and the little boy. Then the book from earlier made sense, the book talked about cooking little kids and then eating them. I found the little boy and told him to go back to my boyfriend who was still in the kitchen. I found the little girl, she was crying and she was in the bathroom that looked like mine, it was barely lit up by the sun outside and the lights weren’t turning on. I could feel the thing behind me. I told it “you’re not taking either one of them”. I didn’t face it, as I was talking to it but the little girl was still crying and I knew she could see it. It looked like her and this poor girl was horrified. It then jumped on me and was trying to take me down but I stood tall and I was yelling for my boyfriend. My voice would crack in and out until the last time I yelled his name. Then I woke up and my boyfriend who was still on FaceTime with me heard me call his name and helped me wake up.