Truly a silent killer

So, this happens when there is a virus that causes a nerve-related disease, and when scientists find a cure, they rush to give it to patients without testing it. Suddenly, most of the population was cured, and everyone felt fine. Apparently, after years had passed, some researchers studied the cure and found out that it didn't actually solve the problem. It was shown that the virus incubated and learnt the human body, managed to understand human organs. Eventually, it was said that there would be a day when the virus would crawl out of those who died with it, and make objects move. People laughed at the news and didn't believe them. I was one of them in the dream. Soon, the day came, and objects would move and form together to chase humans and attack them. Some were killed instantly, some infected humans through slow contact with the mutated virus, and it also affected the nerves, but this time it made people act "normal." Once close to other humans, it destroys and attacks the other person. I had been in another country, so I couldn't go to the hotel for safety. I evacuated to an abandoned mall deemed "safe". My mom, dad, sister, and grandparents went thinking we were going to be okay. Suddenly, the next day, my grandparents died due to an attack. The virus had spread inside the market, which ended their old lives. Since they were my mother's parents, she was so devastated that she went to search for them, and despite my father telling her to stay, she went and ended up being killed. Then my father, out of desperation, went to find supplies with me. We were attacked by six infected strangers, and my dad sacrificed his life to stop them for me. I had managed to escape but felt deep pain and trauma. I went looking for my sister, but it was also too late for her. Her best friend had killed her after being infected, and I ran far. I came to an area where my sister's other friends were eating and having a great time. Turns out my sister went to grab her best friend to enjoy some drinks, and I saw the cup with my sister's name on it, then I broke down at the spot. I felt guilty for not saving her. Eventually, I planned to escape, but the mall was locked by someone, and I had to find a way out from behind the building. Eventually, I reached an alley from behind the mall and escaped. I have a plushy that I consider my comfort one and love so dearly. I had taken it with me, and while walking down the alley, it suddenly had an unusual smile. That's when I realized the virus had affected my plushie, and I said, "You got infected? Not you too...", and I couldn't take it and just kept staring at the plush, which slowly turned me into a mindless monster. Then I woke up seeing my sister alive in her bed, cried a bit, and went back to sleep.