The Cat in the Hat caused a car crash by manifesting From a dream

Road trip

It was 2 am in a cold August. I was driving down a two lane road, on both sides had a thin layer of trees. It felt like we've been driving for ages. My passenger, and long time friend, Spazz, noticed that I was a bit off.
"Hey, I noticed something is a bit off. What's wrong?" Spazz asked politely, not knowing the amount of dream dumping I'm about to release.
I then dream dumped, "I had a dream a couple nights ago. And there's one moment in it that has me a bit shook. The long story short is that I got my car stolen so Johnny Depp and a random chick helped me retrieve the car. Well while we were fighting the people I was payed on the ground. Out of nowhere appeared Micheal Myers, The Cat in the Hat, who squatted down and leaned over me and whispered, 'I'm not done with you yet. You're way too fun. SEE YOU SOON.' And honestly I'm a bit skeptical about it."
Spazz looks down at their legs, wide eyed and looking a bit shook too.
Quickly blinking back in Spazz responded with a simple, "Sorry I blanked out." And proceeded to look out their window.
"Oh, it was nothing. Just a weird dream." I said a bit hurt but understanding. I mean, we've been on the road for about 16 hours total trying to drive across states for a comic convention.
Suddenly I swerved, for I had seen a large shadowy figure zip across the road. I wasn't able to recover from the sudden motion and quickly rolled the car multiple times in the ditch.

When I came too all I saw around me was fire, random fluids of oil, gas, and blood. Looking around trying to find Spazz, I noticed something a bit odd. Although when my focus shifted and I could see them better I did everything in my power to not vomit. In the middle of the wreckage was Spazz's mangled corpse. Their neck twisted 180 degrees, their left leg's knee was backwards, and their arm looked to have 3 bones punctuated through skin and sticking into the grass like an anchor for a camping tent. But the worst thing of all, was I saw him standing over Spazz's mangled corpse.

I saw his read eyes penetrating the darkness staring through me. As he slowly pulls out a bat from behind himself and hold it to the sky over his head. Both hands firmly grabbing the base of the bat. And with a wet, squishy, ear piercing 'THUD' the bat was brought down on Spazz's unmoving body. Over and over he did this. With each thud came a new squelching noise or crunch of bones. With each impact I could hear the laughing intensify. I tried to get up and help, to make him stop. But sudden movement made me realize that I too have a broken knee. Looking back up I can see the Cat has stopped.

The red eyes pierced into my gaze yet again. He lets the baseball bat hang to his right, only holding it in one hand now. He walks over to me and squats down.
"What did I say, hmmm?" The cat whispers tenderly in my ear, "I'm still having fun with you. And I'll come back again. Oh yes I will. I love this too much."
The Cat stood back up and moved his left leg back just a little. As I looked up, to see my fate, the was suddenly a loud KRAK noise, then darkness.