The soup That would Not leave

"I was making soup in my kitchen, but I don't remember putting anything in the pot. It smelled good, like chicken and herbs, so I took a sip. It tasted sweet for a second, then suddenly sour. I looked down and saw the vegetables were fuzzy, with tiny white hairs growing on them. I spat it into the sink, but the sink was full of the same soup, bubbling even though the stove was off. My roommate was sitting at the table eating a sandwich. I told her the food was spoiled, and she said that was why she was eating fast. I laughed, then realized her sandwich had moved. I opened the fridge to throw the soup away, but every container inside was filled with it. I kept shutting the door and opening it again, hoping to see something normal. The third time, the soup was in a glass on the counter, and I had already taken another sip. I woke up feeling nauseous, even though I knew I hadn't actually eaten anything."