Strawberry

I had a dream last night.
There is a clear red strawberry on a desk.
I see a vine is growing out from the hull of the strawberry in slow motion. The vine is growing and growing to be twisted. Meanwhile the strawberry itself is getting small.
The vine is tangled up with my index finger. At first it is tangled with just a one finger, and then it covers all of my hand.
While I see my hand, I am thinking what is going on vaguely.