~ 5 am Undead. Streets. A lot of talk. Train, taxi, going home or school, sis, forest, home. Neighborhood watch. We heard a sound unheard by everyone else. It sounds like moving furniture. We checked mom and dad's room. We asked them if they heard it. No. Went outside. It was night. There's a man sleeping on the street. He's a zombie. He was asking for his kids. Running in the forest. They don't see us. Then they did. They talk and climb. I drop kicked some of them, and had to swing to kick them down. Then there was a helicopter coming. I shouted at the nearby reporter to get them away, or else the zombies will know where we are. He can't do anything about it now. Me and sis hurried and looked for a t-shirt. It's a portal that works by "wearing" it. Wearing it transports the wearer, and the shirt is left behind. We transported home, where mom and dad were waiting, worried. The helicopter who did not find anything assumed we were dead. Good. Walking around in the area. There's a hideous smell and sight of dung. ~ 8 am Overnight outside. Meeting. I have to go home. It's almost 10. I might get locked out. A training every Wednesday, a guy told us. RF and daughter N. There's rain. N almost cried. I went back to my dorm.
Updated 12-11-2012 at 10:08 AM by 47454
This dream seems out of place for, me. Usually they are about video games or nature, though this seemed all too real and lacked environment. The beginning of the dream was but a small fragment that had nothing to do with the rest of the dream. I was in my dad's apartment, and there I was with my twin brother, who looked like me except with dyed black hair, and my friend Josh, who I only knew from an Art class I took when I was 15 and 16. I was playing a game of some sorts, my friend Josh was throwing white objects (I thought they were packs of socks at the time) and my brother, well, I hadn't a clue what he was doing. The front door was open, and through the still closed screen door, I could see another friend from the Art class, Noah, staring through as if he was suspicious or surprised to see what we were doing. Soon, he'd slowly back off in a scared manner, and I turned to my brother and said "That's Noah, the retarded kid I was telling you about." Of course, I don't ever remember telling my brother of Noah. This part of the dream would quickly fade though. Next thing I knew, I was in my Mother's and Step-Father's home, and it was night. From where I can remember, we were preparing something big. Everyone was hurrying, but in this part of the dream, it was only me, my mom, my step-dad and the people I chatted with on this dark-blue layout of a chat site. Still, everyone in the dream seemed more or less accurate looking. They told me that the zombies were coming, and I believed them, in fact, I actually felt like I was purely terrified at the idea. Soon enough, I was at the door and suddenly, I heard my mother scream out "Here they come!" and as I looked out the door, my Step-dad and my neighbors were closing some sort of metal gate in front of my house, and in the distance of the starry night street, which was much like the one actually by my Mom's house, there were many white figures, slowly navigating towards my house. Everyone ran inside. My mom, my dog, my other dog and even a stray cat. We then slammed the door, and this is where the terror began. It was actually quite calm, though we seemed to just be playing a waiting game. I was using my netbook to talk to some people on a chat site, though I had many chats that I ignored, only one that I went with and I don't remember our conversation. Soon, my Step-Dad would have told me to come into his "lab", which was when he took me to my mom and step-dad's room, where he said to stay as he set up his lab. The room was dark, and I remembered that there was a doggy-door to the glass sliding door that was in their room. Granted that in reality, no zombie could get through there, though it was just something that scared the living hell out of me. I was informed to enter the... "lab". It was in the same place where the bathroom was, except the interior was larger and actually like a laboratory. My step-dad placed a dollop of a brown substance on the back of my hand, then a small herb. After that, he began to viciously rub the stuff onto my skin, until it had disappeared, though once done, my hand stung and tingled weirdly. Still I went back to the living room and sat down. My mom and I began to hear a bunch of banging from the front door, just rapping over and over. My mom did something that I only now found out was quite stupid; she opened the door. It was only my cat, and so we let it in and closed the door. I went back to my laptop, realizing the dollop was dung, or so my step-dad told me, and it had to have had something to do with the zombies. I asked a guy on the chat "What's with this Dung stuff?" I said, though my mom came up to me and grinned "Look, if worse comes to worst, we'll get out of here. We'll get into (my step-dad's) truck with the big headlights," and I knew what she was talking about, actually "and just drive away." I shook my head and looked at her with a concerned intent "But, Mom. These aren't the zombies that we see in fantasy. This is real! God knows if we can simply just kill them by getting a bullet to their head." and not long after, my dream ended. Well, if one thing's for certain, it made me absolutely terrified about zombies.
This is one weird dream I had last night...so here it goes. I was living in an old house in my old neighborhood I use to reside in as a very small child.. everything appeared the same. My friend Michelle was there who I know now and she was suppose to watch over my place. I gave her the number of where she could reach me if anything happened. I kept looking out the window and just noticed a bunch of trees.. nothing else just trees I just kept looking... the scene switches to me back in the house and I saw these weird shapes hanging from the ceiling and they were placed apart but covered the entire ceiling in the kitchen area.. I was disgusted by the smell too which was weird.. and Michelle was standing there looking real scared.. I said " What the hell is this on the ceiling??" she said she doesn't know.. These things were covered with paint.. so I take the broom and hit one and it broke falling to the floor.. it was human feces!!! whyyyyyy??????! I get real upset and demand for her to tell me what is going on.. she starts to panic telling me someone asked her for the keys to my place but she didn't want to tell me because she was scared of them..I immediately call the cops they tell me they are on their way.. she sits down crying and she starts to describe the person.. I immediately say the name of the person she describes "Kelly".. but I really don't know a kelly in real life So the cops come over and see the dung hanging from the ceiling and start getting on their computers searching for this person named kelly.. who riddled my kitchen ceiling with feces.. one of the cops was good looking and bald said " don't worry we will find her and have her do some serious cleaning".. that instant I felt relief.. like " yep she is going to clean up all this Sh*t".. I woke up. *Now I wonder what it means to dream of dung/feces.. this is weird because I don't ever recall having such a dream before.. I told this to a co worker of mine which told me it meant luck.. but another friend of mine told me it could mean something in my life I am not letting go.. strange..*
Dream Lucid Comments I was standing in a dark room, well I thought I was anyway. I knew there were more people around me but I was unsure how many when my vision started to come in. I was standing on a wooden platform with my back against a wall, there was a lake in front of me which was a weird brown color and smelt really bad. I noticed that there were 3 females and another male standing on the platform as well as I. A man appeared out of nowhere and began saying something about us being on a game show. Some lady dived into the lake and began to swim around when a jet ski appeared in front of me. The man that appeared to be the game show host was talking about how we had to do all these pointless tasks in the lake and mentioned something about poo but I couldn't hear him properly. I was about to hop on the jet ski when some lady jumped on first. She took off fast, flying around on the water I noticed the other lady still swimming around next to me and how she had a white top that was now brown and the look of happiness on her face. "Wait 'til we tell them they are swimming in shit" one of the men said and then burst into laughter. I looked back at the lady and she smiled at me revealing the brown chunks in between her teeth, I turned away and nearly blew chunks when I saw the other lady coming back on the jet ski when I woke up. Fragments Driving down a big hill leading to a hoop that I was meant to ride on. something about me flying around.
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