Well, it wasn't a lucid dream obviously or I would have shown them a thing or two.
Despite the actions of those members of my dreamscape and the pain (actually the fact that the pain carried through into the waking worl kind of excited me as there was some sort of bridging of inner and outer worlds going on), it wasn't a nightmare. I haven't had any nightmares since I was five years old (I had a dream that someone was throwing daggers into all of the muppets on the muppet show. They kept dying in front of my eyes. It was like a mystery... but my father caught a dagger in the back and when he died in front of me his face sort of melted and sagged. I woke up... made it halfway to my parents room and then just stood in the dark alone for a few minutes and went back to bed. Not one since then.)
In fact I usually feel pretty comfortable in dreams even when Im not lucid. ... unless there is deep dark water. That makes me extremely uncomfortable in life and dreams alike.