Guessadoodle's Dream Journal

Cat-Eating Zombies (30th April 2010)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in my previous room with my dog on the double-decker bed. My dog was on the steps and I was on the bed, and we were both hiding from my parents, who apparently had turned into zombies that would turn people into their kind upon attacking.

I noticed my dog cowering in fear, and I was relieved that I had my dog with me to go through this whole ordeal together. I quietly approached my dog down the steps, coaxing Deuce up to the bed with me, but then suddenly my parents' door flung open. In horror, I quickly sprung back to my bed and tried to lie down to avoid being seen, but it was too late.

My father came out of the door and immediately pounced on me, trying to break my jaw. We struggled for a while, and in the end my father managed to break my jaw a little.

I walked to the kitchen where I saw my father again and asked him to just finish me off. Once again he tried breaking my jaw and it came off.

I saw my mother cooking cat meat, and asked if I wanted to take a bite. I replied, "No." and walked to the living room and switched on the television. It was showing a documentary about MRT (Underground Train in Singapore), and there is a station in the Circle Line that is right underneath England.

I woke up.