I had a GBBO dream last night where I was one of the hosts and the room was filled with baking contestants. I knew that two of them had a plan to kill all the other contestants. They didn’t know that I knew, and they didn’t know of each other’s plan. I carefully made up excuses for everybody to leave the room until it was only the two of them, knives drawn but concealed, slowly circling each other while pretending to be interested in a baked good. The dream ended with me watching them through a window on the door, waiting in dark delight for them to fucking kill each other.