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I am climbing a mountain with a friend (I can't remember who). The mountain trail is quite steep and it is very difficult and tiring. We go around a bend in the trail that leads us into a cave that appears to be made by an ancient civilization. My friend is complaining a lot now and I'm starting to worry. I keep telling my friend that it is a really big mountain, but we might be able to find a short cut. We are now inside a large tunnel system made from stone slabs. It has a very Egyptian feel. I am starting to get thirsty and worry that I may become delirious.
My friend is gone now and the structure has changed to more of a hotel type layout. I am walking down a short hallway and there are open rooms going down the hall. I walk into one and see a few dollars under what appears to be an old run down typewriter or something. I decide to take the money because it could be useful. I walk out of the room and suddenly a zombie slave approaches me and tells me I'm going to pay for what I did. The zombie was naked, bald, and very pale, barely resembling a human. The zombie corrals me into a small room. I submit and get on my knees apologizing and crying. There was an adrenalin like rush and I was almost certain I was about to be beaten. However, the zombie just went through my pockets, left the few dollars and a receipt on the desk and left. I waited there for a few moments and left, determined to find a way out. As I walk out into a bigger room I notice there are zombies everywhere. The zombies were being taken care of, it looked like a nursing home.
I fight through them, the dream gets hazy and I end up jumping off the ship (the setting of dream just kind of turned into a ship). Somehow I end up back on the ship and the government has begun a quarantining an experiment gone wrong. I am very relieved by this, although it is too good to be true. The doors to the rooms with zombies all close and lock. As I continue walking I see a room full of zombies, with the doors open. I calmly close the door and hope it was just that one room that didn't quarantine. I walk up a flight of stairs and there is another open door with zombies casually walking out. There is a huge feeling of despair as I see this. I walk downstairs and see two men talking, enraged about how the government does these things, hides the truth, and gets away with it. That's when it hit, me. There wasn't a flaw in the quarantine. The government was going to say it was an accident that the zombies got out and they were going to convert the entire military to zombies and probably use us for world domination. I am planning to escape the military, maybe go missing, then I wake up.