Aeoneth

Survival of the smartest Sleep time: 12:20, Wake time: 6:20

It starts with me running down a hallway. I can hear voices at the end, though i can't make out what they are saying. I hear gunshots and grunts. It sounds like three distinct voices in all, 1 male and two female. They're coming from the other side of a door. I burst through and I see what the commotion is about. The three are fighting off zombies just outside the door. One lunges for me and I notice a crowbar in my hands. I quickly make it collide with the zombies face. One of the women shoots another and I see my friend (the male) and his girlfriend kill two more. But there are still more in the distance. We're in some sort of parking garage I guess, my friend yells to me about "taking my sweet ass time" and at this point I notice a bag slung over my shoulder.

the four of us run to the end of the garage and enter a car. I'm constantly apologizing for taking so long, but can't remember the reason I did. Once we're in the car he guns it out and we crash through a small group of zombies and just run over them. The car continues past them and down the road. I notice very few vehicles on the road but it seemed reasonable to me. I don't remember much of the next part of the dream though I may have time skipped.

The next thing I know we're parking the car and a few zombies are shambling towards us. My friend opens a door and hurries us through it, he slams and barricades the door. And we start heading up a stairwell. The building we are in is kind of like a small office building, but one that would have multiple different businesses in it. We head through the halls and up to the fourth or fifth floor. It's at this point I notice the business rooms are actually like small homes. The entire building is like a refugee camp, but instead of weak and starving people we are well equipped survivors. We bring our loot to one specific room and divide it amongst ourselves and a few other inhabitants. I see more of my friends here, and we talk about out loot runs.

A time skip occurs (about 1 week if my dream memory is right) and now I'm at the edge of a city (the city?) on a small outcrop on a nearby mountain. I have a rifle and I see a bunch of zombies waddling up a hill which would lead to the city. They are a bit of a ways off so I climb down and make it to the other side near the city. There are a couple other survivors with rifles (none of which I recognize) and I tell them about the zombies. One of them (the leader i guess) tells me to go back to my post and to start shooting at them. I try to argue but he continues to order me to shoot them. I agree and head back to my outcrop and start shooting. Once the zombies get close enough to me and are scratching the rocks underneath me the other side starts firing at them, and I think at me as well. The zombies are keenly intent on me but luckily they can't climb (hooray zombie rules apply in my dreams). They start getting thinned out but eventually catch on to the other side and start climbing up their side (the others had a hill that lead right to them the zombies didn't actually climb the "wall").

I try to get the hordes attention again by firing and killing a bunch more but the others are too tasty of a meal. They get run off or die and I run out of ammo. unfortunately I still have a bunch of zombies under me. I think I subconsciously applied some dream control here as I was sitting there praying/wishing to be safe and then jump down and another time skip occurs (this time a month passes if dream-memory is to be trusted).

I'm walking through the halls of the office building again, but this time I see holes in the walls and what looks like makeshift bridges crossing to other buildings. Apparently we were surviving on the upper floors of several buildings and destroying the stairs save for a few which we made sure were guarded. We had built a smaller city (population like 50-60) on the rooftops of these buildings. I crossed over one such bridge remarking to myself and someone else how "I always hate crossing these damn things. I always expect it to give out on me." Me and the other person cross the bridge into anothe rbigger office building where apparently we were having a "town meeting".

The entirety of the discussion was short, Basically with all the bodies that had been piling up we were running out of room in the lower levels and we were afraid the diseases rampant among them woul make their way into the air ducts and start making the rest of us sick. There was also a mention of supplies running low and that the city was begging to look dried up. I don't remember what the rest of the meeting was like as another time skip occured (a couple of months this time).

Still in the offices I felt woozy and was walking through the halls to one of the sky bridges. People in the windowless rooms were usually bedridden or coughing and hacking and as we got lower it sounded like some of the entrances had been compromised. A couple of the stairwells were blocked off and moans could be heard from the other side. There were human dead in the buildings sitting in some of the supply closets and other spare rooms. They made a couple of the hallways reek.

Eventually I made it to another skybridge and watched as a couple of people passed out and fell over the edge. I made it back to my room which was thankfully windowed, (though we had smashed them to let as much air in as possible) and began discussing things with my friends. I remember it being chilly and grabbing a blanket as a friend of mine lit an oil drum fire. I fell asleep and when I woke up everyone was packing. Apparently I had been asleep for two days and in that time we had made a vote to move out of the offices.Our group was one of the last. It was me and 4 of my buddies (my friend in the beginning and his girlfriend being two of them) that were left and everyone else as part of the last evacuation had rendezvoused at a nearby church or hotel or something. We stayed behind to gather whatever supplies we could as my friends were planning to split form the group. (Apparently things got hostile in the meeting and my friends didn't agree with the plan set forth.) So I told them that I'd be willing to help them out and they agreed. I gathered whatever I could find (my rifle some water, a dufflebag of clothes and canned food) and we left for the church to meet with another small group of 5.

When we got to the church we saw about 30 people a bunch of which I recognize as my university friends. I went and talked with them and apparently they knew about our plan. They wished us luck and just as we were about to leave someone started yelling something and a bunch of other people started screaming. I remember a bunch of zombies pushing breaking through a window and begin to flock into the building. Some people started shooting them I grabbed my rifle and prepared ot shoot, but before I could look down the scope I was grabbed from behind and a woman yelled my name. I was turned around and then...

I woke up.

Seriously it was the worst possible time to do so but I just suddenly woke up. I wanted to get back into it but I only had like 5 minutes before my alarm went off and so I just decided to write it down in my journal. This one filled about 2 pages (its a small journal), compared to my other entries it's like a damn novel.

Anywho, I'm glad my recall is getting strong. I think starting next week I'll start attempting WILD and DILD (if I fail the WILD) again.

2 dreams today.

1st was like my usual day except everywhere i went i heard the same 2 lines of song

Mama its your boy (not sure of the your boy part)
Somebody save me

*EDIT* after making it back home an rereading my hastily scribbled chicken scratch it actually says something along the lines of:
Mama's just insane, Somebody save me.

2nd was much harder to remember as i ended up sleeping through my alarm. And woke up 30 minutes before i had to be at work so i lost my "recall time".

Still i can remember there was a dream but when i try to remember a specific part of it the memory gets blurry.