"Betwixt"

As a wise man once said, "Life could be a dream." Of course the words could be a metaphor, encouraging you to turn your dream into a reality. However, what if it was taken in the opposite sense, to invoke the idea that the life that we've been running around in for years has been nothing more than a dark dream, for which to wake up and find that our reality is far darker.

My alarm buzzed me awake. I struggled to keep my eyes open after shutting the alarm off, the pleasant feeling of sleep being stolen from me, to instead be traded out for the unpleasant awakeness.
I slipped my shoes on and got ready for the day. I wasn't really a fan of going to work so early, but sometimes a shift in the daily routine is exactly what you need to add excitement into your life. Though this isn't the kind of excitement I had in mind.
I headed out to work, still struggling to wipe the sleep from my eyes. Why was I so tired today? I figured I might as well swing by a fast food place and grab a cup of black coffee. I knew I would need the extra energy to help me carry on the day.
Finally, with coffee in hand, I stepped through the doors of my job. The building was filled with a massive collection of animals, varying in size and species. There was a partridge perched upon its pear tree. My co-worker thought it would be funny to put the tree in its cage. I, on the other hand, thought the joke was rather lame, and a waste of money.
I was greeted by some mammoth looking creature, who's name always slipped my mind. I always referred to him as Snuffy, but its full name is one that someone's memory can not possibly contain.
As I made my way to my desk, which sat on the back corner of the building, I began to regret not bringing some kind of migraine medication with me, with all the noise these animals make. After sitting down, I found myself rubbing my temple as the monkeys that sat somewhere in the building, continued their racket, banging on the bars and "Ooh-ing" and "Aahh-ing". How do experts think we had evolved from those obnoxious creatures?
You may be wondering what it is I do, and sometimes I find myself asking the same question. Often times I will come in with confusion, only for it to be cleared up when I look at the paperwork floating around my desk. I work at an animal shipping facility. People buy a variety of animals and it is our company's job to ensure the animals get to their destination safely.
I started working on paperwork for a potential customer when I felt a furry hand on my back. I looked back in horror to find that one of my monkeys had escaped. No wonder the other monkeys were making such a fuss. I picked the little guy up and walked him back over to his cage.
I began walking back to my desk when I heard the dinging of a bell. We don't have a bell in this building, especially not one that sounds like this. It sounded like the bell that goes off when someone walks through the door of a convenience store.

I opened my eyes and looked around. Why did everything look so big? And why was I so close to the ground?
I tried to move to get a better view of where I was but was completely unable to. I looked around where I was, only to find several packs of candy bars on either side of me.
It finally sunk in, the harsh reality I'd been hiding from since being placed on this shelf. I am a Betwixt candy bar.
I heard a cluster of voices approaching, followed by a hand picking me up and carrying me, along side several other snacks. I was sat on a counter and had a bright red light scan over me.
After the person left the building, I was stripped of my peel and they took a bite out of me.