Friday, April 13, 2012
Another Zombie Dream.
I have been waiting and waiting for another zombie dream to hit. I don't know if it's because I am obsessed with zombies (I have seen Dawn of the Dead more times than I can count on both hands and feet), but whatever the case... zombie dreams are the most common dreams I have. This one last night was quite weird. First my friend and I were outside, trying to get to where we were headed. We didn't really see any zombies, and we stopped at this old gas station/food joint, hoping to get some coffee. Even that place was a bit strange because it was really outdated. The candy machines would spit quarters back at you, and you had to leave them at the top of the machine so others could use them to get the candy. My friend kept trying to steal the quarters because we were scraping for cash as it was, and the people eating food around us kept looking at us weird, like we were outsiders, and they didn't like outsiders. It was like some old horror film where the town is in on some big plot to kill any newcomers. I'd wanted to get some coffee, but the place didn't have the kind of machine I was looking for, so we ended up leaving, walking since we didn't have money for a car or cab. We walked along the road for a while, then ended up going into a field. Somewhere along the way I pulled out a disposable camera and started snapping photos of the sky because it was really beautiful. Pinks. Oranges. And half of the sky was normal. The clouds were all shaped weird and even seemed to move more than normal clouds do. It was the best sunset I have a seen in a long time (that includes in person). After that, my friend and I somehow ended up at a farm with people we knew. We'd seen zombies along the way, mostly walking in fields with their arms outstretched. Most of these zombies were fresh too, chasing us like humans rather than slow walking with death moans. We didn't make sure the house was boarded up or barricaded in any manner. I don't know why that was. We all ended up sleeping in the living room, with the blinds still open, and I didn't like that idea at all. I looked outside and saw a little boy zombie with a blue raincoat on. He was trying to get up on some ledge to another house, which was weird, but it frightened me, so I convinced my friend to stay in this really tiny room with me. It was like a closet but had two windows, and we did have the shades closed for some time, but then I saw a zombie shadow pass by. I woke my friend up to tell her zombies were by the house, and she wasn't thinking straight because she pulled the shade wide open and looked outside. I told her to close it, but she didn't listen, and then suddenly there were three children zombies trying to get in. They looked as normal as could be, smiling and grinning as if nothing was the matter, but somehow I knew they were zombies. I don't know when my friend opened the window, but it was open, and one of the girl zombies managed to pull it up. They got in, we rushed back into the living room, and everyone scattered. The next part was weird. My friend and I headed for the basement because we ended up being chased by none other than the boys from shameless, Ian and Lip. I didn't see Ian, but I knew it was him. I did see Lip, and his eyes were blood red. I have no idea why they would be zombies, but Ian took off after her and lip took off after me. I went to the dirtiest part of the basement with him on my heels. We ran around the basement, I headed up a staircase and went down another. He grabbed a weird weapon and started chasing me with it. I couldn't take it anymore, so I finally dropped to the floor and attempted to cover myself with an old blue tarp. He saw me cover myself, and I thought for sure I was going to get eaten by a zombie, but instead he started talking and groping my pockets. He pulled out these weird cards that had pictures and names and weird school things, and he started spreading them on the floor. I was still shaking, still thinking any moment he was going to eat me, but then it ended, and I woke up thinking "What kind of zombie dream was that?"
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