Hazel's Boiler Room

12/27/10

This is what I get for watching Resident Evil before going to bed.

Zombie Virus

The world has been infected with the dreaded T-virus; everyone around me, including the animals, are quickly becoming undead flesh eaters. School is no longer safe; I barely survive an encounter with a zombie third grader before high tailing it back home.

Home isn't much safer. My poor little Sadie is long gone, leaving only my rats uninfected. However, the ferret ((which doesn't exist in real life)) is not acting right. I am desperately trying to keep it away from me and my rats, but it leaps in the cage and bites Luna. I jerk it out of the cage by it's tail and throw it on the floor. Poor Luna is still in it's vicious little jaws. I slam the cage down on top of them repeatedly, squashing them flat and sending blood splattering all over the floor. I look at Dusty, my sole surviving pet, and begin to cry. My mom walks into the room at this point. "I can't keep doing this!" I sob. "I don't want to see my pets die anymore!"

My mom tells me to get a grip on myself, which I promply do. "I love you Luna," I whisper to the bloodied pulp of a rat lying on the floor. "I love you, Dusty."

((At that point, I wake up. Normally I like zombie dreams, but this is not one of them. The next one, however, was MUCH more pleasant. ^^ I don't mind killing zombies when I have Alice and Claire on my side!!!))

I love my dreams. ^^

1- Venting (aka: Annoying Younger Brother)
Steven has made me angry before, but never like this. And he actually has the nerve to attack me after what he did? I snap, kicking him in the groin repeatedly and then stomping on his face when he collapses to the floor. Blood everywhere, running out of his eyes, nose, mouth... Maybe I went a little overboard. ((Haha, and we were getting along so well yesterday. IRL he'd be able to beat me up.))

2- I Love the Dead
The dream starts with a game of Star Wars Battlefront. "We've gotta get a move on," I say to my brother, nudging the body of a recently killed Storm Trooper with my toe. "We've only killed three of their men so far, and there're eight hundred left! If we don't hurry, we're going to lose for sure!"

But as soon as we walk outside--- plot change! Now we're fighting zombies instead of the Empire. I prefer to use my sword, but Steven insists that my gun is the best choice. Whatever, he'd know best when it comes to things like this. We shoot down a ton of zombies as we make our way to a large building at the end of the road. Some of the zombies are actually quite conversational... But any zombie is better off dead.

Once inside the building, we are immediately surrounded by more mindless undead. Easy kills. It's the three "sane" ones we have to look out for. There's a young girl, fifteen at the most, and a couple of lovebirds. To my disgust, the girl vomits everywhere. "Nasty little thing," I mutter, putting a bullet through her head... At least, that's what I attempted to do. But the bullet turns to water as soon as it makes contact. What the...?

"The scent of my puke acts as a shield against bullets," she giggles.

"Oooh, can we get some of that shield?" her blond companion asks.

"Of course!" she breathes all over the tall blond zombie and her lover.

"That's just gross!" I say, drawing my sword and hacking at the teenage zombie. Damn, that shield is pretty tough. My sword, which should have beheaded the girl in a single blow, has embedded only about halfway through her neck.

"Hehe, that tickles!"

I end up only chopping one of her arms off before we're forced to run.

*time lapse*

Steven and I split up; I am now traveling with my friend Brigitte. We are having a conversation with a guy who would be gorgeous... if only he weren't a zombie. I end up fighting him, but it is only half-heartedly and mainly out of habit. About halfway through the fight we just sort of get tired of it and wander off.

A little bit later, that same zombie comes and rescues us from a bit of trouble with that loony zombie girl from earlier. Brigitte has an obvious fondness for the guy, and they suddenly start kissing.

Ugh, I don't know which is worse. Zombie puke, or kissing a zombie. Either way, I can't stop myself from singing some Alice Cooper:

I love the dead
Before they're cold
Their blueing flesh
For me to hold...

The two get annoyed with me and break it up. Brigitte and I leave.

We find a zombie "safe spot."

"Zombies don't like rows and rows of trees," Brigitte tells me. "We should be safe here."

But we're not, because one tree is missing. (One freaking tree!) In the place of where the tree is supposed to be is a small tv screen, which is allowing me to see what Brigitte's zombie and this dark haired zombie girl were discussing earlier. A rebellion?

The two of them walk up just as I am watching this, but I don't remember anything after that.

I was lazy again, and didn't take any notes during the night...

1- Zombie Girlfriend
My friend is feeling really down, missing his deceased girlfriend. I decide that this is as good a time as any to practice Necromancy.

The scene changes. I am her, buried deep underground, cold and dead. Suddenly I am alive again. I can't breathe.... there's too much dirt... I struggle to the surface.

The scene changes again. Somehow, I have a bad feeling about this. I must get to her grave before she causes any trouble... ((Not really sure what happens. I vaguely remember being semi-lucid, stuck in one of those continuing dream-loops.))

Originally Posted by Hazel

2/10/10

1- The Zombie Dance
I become lucid while shooting jets of water out of my fingertips, and immediately remember my task. I MUST speak with Leroy. He's being an @$$ as usual, ignoring me when I call out his name. "I KNOW you can hear me!" I call out in frustration. Still no sign of him. Annoyed, I go outside in hopes of finding those creepy kids again. Maybe they'll be of some help this time, sice I eliminated their penguin problem. When I get to the road, I see that they are no longer in their usual spots. I do, however, spot two figures walking away from me, to the west. Quickly I catch up with them.

The first one is my lab partner from Chemistry. The other, while physically unfamiliar, seems...

"Who's your friend?" I ask my lab partner, though I'm fairly sure...

"I thought you knew him. This is Le----"

"Leroy!" I exclaim, with more delight in my voice than I had intended. "You look different again. Like a street punk." (Still hot as ever, though...)

He greets me in some kind of weird slang, making fun of my observation.

They begin walking quickly, so I latch myself onto Leroy's arm in order to not get left behind. "Wait, I have a lot of questions---" We suddenly make it to the graveyard, and I am startled to see that there are zombies everywhere.

"Welcome to The Dungeon," Leroy tells me with an evil grin. I just know he's going to leave me here to fight the zombies all by myself.

Because I'm clinging to Leroy's arm so tightly, my lab partner assumes that I'm afraid of the zombies. He's partly right; an aura of fear is coming from the zombies, and it radiates from Leroy as well. I'm terrified of them both, but it's easy to ignore. My real fear is that Leroy is going to leave me again. He STILL hasn't answered any of my questions!

I can tell he is about to go, so I act without thinking. I tackle him to the ground, and we begin fighting again. As usual. This forces me into a false awakening, ending the dream.