A Vegan Nightmare

I am not usually the kind of person who dreams a lot, but when I do, they seem to last all night long and I barely feel as if I've slept the next morning. Bad dreams are even rarer. But last night I had several, and the final and most vivid dream I had was the kind of dream only a vegan could find scary.....
I was on a field trip with a large group of people (no one that looked familiar to me) and it was our first night together. For some reason, the activity that night was a cooking contest, and everyone was given two ingredients and 30 seconds (yes, I know, a crazy short amount of time) to come up with the tastiest looking dish. I looked down at the plate that was in front of me and there was a pile of seitan cutlets and strips of tempeh. With such a short amount of time to prepare, I simply cut up the fake meat products and tried to arrange them in a fun way as quickly as I could. I remember red lights flashing and buzzers going off signaling that time was nearly up. I was frantic, but finished with a degree of moderate satisfaction given the task.
Then the judges started making their rounds. I felt nervous as I was approached with by a stern-looking woman with a clipboard and pencil. She glanced down at what I had prepared. In order to demostrate the merits of my dish, I picked up a piece of the seitan and ate it, remarking how delicious it was (although, this was not a dream where I could taste, actually I don't think I've ever had a dream where I could.....is that possible?). She jotted down a few words on her clipboard and walked away. We all anxiously awaited the announcement of the winner. Finally, they walked over to a girl who had used a tortilla (hey, where did she get that? that wasn't one of the ingredients) to make a wrap of.....did they say chicken strips and bacon?!? I looked down at my plate in horror realizing that I had just eaten chicken. My stomach began to ache and I looked desperately around the room trying to figure out what to do. I saw a man run towards the bathroom with his hand over his mouth....apparently he thought it was seitan too.
The dream ended with me in my hotel room, trying to figure out how to get out of this field trip that was supposed to last for two weeks. These cooking challenges were going to be daily occurences and before getting to my room I learned that they would all involve meat. I called my boyfriend and told him I had to figure out a way to get on the next flight home.....

If I had to analyze my own dream, I would say that this dream is related to my fear of being fed animal products when I am not in control of the food. Everytime I go out to eat I am a little nervous. Like the rest of you, I've had bacon tossed in my salad, cheese melted on my pasta, and butter drowning my vegetables. The scariest thing is when you don't know, but are only suspicious and can't prove anything. A friend of mine told me her boyfriend knowingly lied to several vegetarian friends, saying that the soup was fine for them to eat at a dinner party when it was made with chicken stock! At least you can wake up from a bad dream.....