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This dream is an extension from the previous dream but i thought it deserved it's own slot as a seperate dream.
I was scared of Mario now that i know how he got his scar. SO i decided to go the other direction towards the store. There was an ice-crema machine, similar to the one that was recently put into the school. I figured that if i could go over to it, i could be safe from Mario and i could get a frozen treat, so i did. I was inside i eating my ice cream when i saw that my friends who were now outside were acting sort of weird, so i gotout and saw what was going on. Mr. Castagna was coming from afar, and with him was a little girl. He came over and told me that i had to help her get some ice-cream, and i thought nothing of it as i helped prop her up and help her into the machine. (The machine was a like a photo booth in the way that you sit inside it while eating your ice-cream.) As i did so, she turned into a sort of toy almost. It was as if i was putting her into the seat of a motorcycle or something you would put a toy into, except for the fact it was an ice-cream machine. Then without warning, aparently, the girl thought it was the bathroom or something, for she started peeing all over the machine and all over me as well. I was astonished at what she was doing. I knew i had to do something so i took hold of a bunch of clothes that were in the back of the machine and started putting them on her, suffocating her almost. I was above her now as i said, "How's that?!" And then as i started to take the clothing back off of her, i noticed that it was Hannah... It was really weird because, first of all, she aws tiny, and second of all, she was a zombie. She was laughing excessively as she slowly fell out of the machine and to the ground. As she finally hit the ground, her head broke free from her body. I got out of the machine, and as i turned around the machine was full of clothes and Graeme and Kurt (From Glee) were both inside it, sourrounded by a plethora of clothes. I saw a shirt that was appealing to me so i grabbed it and told them that i liked it, then i turned it around to reveal and Army logo on the back. I quickly set it don and stated my immediate disgust and we all laughed together. Then is was, oddly, over.

Dream recall's shit today. Went to bed around three times.

Dream1:
My friend Hudson says that if I want to join this club or something that I have to go to the 32nd floor of my building. I go into the elevator and hit 32. It doesn't let me go at first. I then realize I have to press another button labeled HQ, then press 32. I do so and the elevator starts going ridiculously fast upward. The little screen says I'm going passed floors called "gg" and "bb" until I finally reach 32. When I get there the elevator is not completely up level with the door. I say screw it and just go back down.

Dream 2:
My friend Hudson tells me to go into the Vatican with a bunny for some reason. I find out afterward that apparently the Vatican hates bunnies. My friend mocks me for not knowing this afterward.

Dream 3:
Me and my friends were in Egypt. The protests and riots are still going on. This guy comes over to us and starts complaining to us or something. We just kind of ignore him and go into the subway, and boom were back home. I'm in the subway station. I bump into my buddy Kevin. He's like "hey what's up". Then this girl comes up to us and apparently she knows him.

"who's this?" I ask.

"this is Claire" he tells me.

She introduces herself. She has short black hair and appears to be middle eastern. After the three of us talk for a while the trains on both sides come. Kevin and Claire are going on the west train and I'm going on the east. We wave goodbye to each other. After a little while I get off at my stop, and Kevin's there!

"Kevin! How'd you get here? I saw you take the other train."

We both get on the north train.

He tells me that when Claire got off at her stop, he climbed onto the top of the train and ran back.

"wow that's amazing!" I told him.

"yeah I even called some helicopters to get it on tape."

Right on cue two helicopters with cameras attached to them came zooming past the train. They then docked on some garages or something. The train finally stopped. Apparently I'm going to a lucid dreaming school or something like that. After I say goodbye to Kevin, I head to the school. It's really small and only like 20 people are there. I do some stuff there for a while and then, I wake up, realizing the irony of my situation. The dream seemed to have lasted 2 days but when I checked the clock I'd been asleep for no longer than a couple of hours.

Dream 4:
I'm In front of a two story building, it looks kind of like a hotel. There's a rope hanging down from a railing on the second floor. I decide to climb it up to the second floor. On my way up for some reason I hear two hot chicks having sex behind me, but I know I mustn't look. When I get near the top some woman there looks at me, thinking I must be crazy. I finally reach the top, with pride. I then see a stairway that I could have easily taken up instead. I start to walk down and then bump into kevin.

"projection Kevin!" I think to myself.

I grab him.

"is this a dream?" I ask him with some fury in my voice.

I know with no doubt that it is but I want to here it from him. He starts acting strangely, sporadic, nothing like the real Kevin, almost as if he's possessed. I can't remember what he said, but after a while I woke up.

Dream 5:
Everything is fine and good. I'm in my apartment on my computer, and then I see a zombie outside on my window, clawing at the window. I run to by balcony and close the door and lock it. I tell my dad to do the same in my grandma's room. A little bit before this dream I acquired an ability to shoot microwaves out of my hands by plugging some cord into my hand, so I plug in and charge up. I remember telling my dad:

"You see, I told you we should've improved our arsenal. Now there's a zombie apocalypse going on outside and we have no weapons!"

I also remember afterward telling him something along the lines of: "this is the kind of stuff that happens in dreams! But we're not dreaming now are we?" (how ironic). Afterward I woke up.

27.01.2011

A zombie turns me into Sailor Moon (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was lazy to write down all dreams, and from now, I am going to hesitate to post all my dreams recalled (specially fragments, work dreams, etc) and make my readers bored. I will only post dreams that are at least, decent.

I was with my wife in front of a house. The house did not look creepy at all, in fact, the garden of the house was very well up kept and the neighborhood looked high end. It was day and warm. I needed to enter the house and for some reason, kill some zombies (I do not play videogame nor watch zombie movies. My wife's Magic The Gathering favorite deck is a black Zombie deck. But she uses the zombies, so "they" are not against her. I was somehow excited and I was not afraid. As on most of my dreams, I was semi-lucid, but I did not care too much about it.

When we entered the house, we saw a big living room. I observed some steps on the side going to the second floor and some odd furniture in front of me. We walked to the middle of the room and we saw no zombies. I did not have a weapon and I was wondering how I was going to deal with my zombies. Suddenly, I hear the laughing of a kid. I told my wife, "The zombie kid has a chainsaw! We need to grab it." My wife walked around the stairs and the kid started to chase her, I was on the other side of the stairs. I pushed the kid and stole from him his chainsaw. I butchered his head. I want to point out these zombies were all gray and I saw little to no blood.

After the living room, we went to a few bedrooms. The furniture looked old school but nothing was creepy nor bloody. Suddenly, a zombie came out of a closet and jumped on my back, but my wife was able to kill it before it got to a bigger issue. We navigated through a few rooms. All the zombies were human shaped, no animals or abnormal monsters.

We got to the kitchen. Several cabinets were open and I was suspicious that we were going to suffer a ambush. My wife felt hungry and wanted to cook something. I told her she needed to watch out, for possible smaller zombies lurking inside the cabinets or something. I saw a cabinet that was full of stuff. I grabbed the chainsaw and placed it inside the cabinet, then turned it on. All I saw was a lot of pieces of white papers flying around. I felt that in the oven, a zombie could be hidden, so I turned it on, maximum heat. I relaxed as I did not see more thread. Suddenly, a zombie appeared from nowhere and jumped on me. The zombie looked like this (one of my Wife's zombie cards for her deck):







The face on the zombie, was extremely close as this one, however, he wore no cape and his whole head looked the same. The zombie was on me, however, I was not afraid. I grabbed a huge knife and started hitting his head, but the zombie did not seem to care. The zombie bit me on the neck, vampire style. I started to levitate, away from the house. My wife told me that I was going to turn into something weird or a zombie and I could never leave the house. I started to fly away but a odd barrier did not allow me to. A witch appeared from nowhere and told me I was cursed. She tuned me into Sailor Moon!! (LOL):







It has been ages I do not watch her. So I was surprise this turned around this way. On the own dream, I wondered why I was dreaming about this. As most of my dreams are semi-lucid, I only count as lucid my dreams with full lucidity. My wife liked me more as I am (for obvious reasons) so she though that killing the zombie who attacked me, would turn me back to my own self.

We entered the building again. I was not waking anymore, but levitating. My dream body was Sailor Moon's. I wanted to be ready for more zombies, but I realized that as I was bitten, they would not attack me now. I needed to go to the restroom, I saw that I was in front of the female's restroom, however, I entered it as I was in a female's body. I wondered if I would be able to wipe myself properly afterward, as I am used to the male body I had. When I got to the toilet, I woke up.

I'm new to posting Dream Journal entries here, so if any aspect of this isn't correct, let me know!

Now, onto my first entry:

I and two friends, Chuck and Reg, were being chased down a seemingly endless stairwell by a "Tank," the muscular, hulking type of zombie from the "Left 4 Dead" video-games. We ran down the stairs for some time before suddenly hitting the bottom and entering a mall. At this point the pursuit of the Tank zombie behind us became somewhat secondary in my thoughts as I noticed an ad being played for an animated film that was, strangely, a crossover sequel to the cartoon movies "The Little Mermaid" and "The Pebble and the Penguin" and including a number of the "Disney Princess" characters.
Suddenly Chuck, for some reason, launched a massive broadsword at me that hit a nearby bulls-eye and barely missed me. He seemed to be attempting to hurt and bother me for fun all of a sudden. As I attempted to escape he "trapped" me in a crowd by somehow causing everyone to abruptly perform a Bollywood musical number, and I was caught up in the chaotic yet choreographed-style movements of those around me amidst blaring Bollywood music coming from everywhere.
I noticed my dad among the dancers as well and we escaped the dancing and entered a book store, possibly a Border's or Walden's. Inside, I found myself suddenly searching for "Venus in Furs," a book I've heard of but never read and of which I have only a vague knowledge. Some time after this I awoke.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I walked into a museum with a tourist family. Almost directly after the entrance there was a long, wide staircase made of pale, white stone. The family walked down the staircasw ahead of me, talking about how they had to meet another group of people. Once at the bottom of the staircase, the children (a boy and a girl?) sat on a step while the parents made a phone call to the other group.

As I reached the bottom of the steps, the family had ascertained that the other group wasn't coming until later. Either the mom or dad said, "Well, that gives us some time to do a few extra things first."

The family walked into the gift shop, which was a huge, open area in front of the staircase. The gift shop sold all kinds of things like toothpaste, shampoo, etc. I actually picked up some toothpaste and a toothbrush.

I was now in a big mall with my grandmother and some kids (my nephews?). The mall had highb ceilings of glass which revealed the deep blue night sky above. The mall was empty and half-lit, as if it were closed. At some point, we walked past what looked like a closed down, miniature amusement park. I may have seen a ferris wheel and some kind of structure of plastic tubing for kids to climb through.

Later, almost as if we were on a second visit to the mall, we all sat at a table in the food court. Down the corridor to my right I may have seen the mini amusement park, in shadoe. Another group of people sat a couple tables away from us. They spoke as if this mall's food court wasn't very good compared to another mall's food court.

I felt kind of ashamed at that remark, and I was trying to convince myself that I actually was in that other food court.

I was now out carrying logs in the snow. It was a sunny, cold day. The snow was deep, and it was hard to carry the logs. A little while later, I saw things from a third person view. A young boy was working really fast, in an almost cartoony way, carrying logs away from a pile in a shady area near a house into a sunny area. The boy didn't think anybody would ever believe he'd carried all these logs.

The boy dropped a couple smallish, wide logs into the snow. One of the logs was coated in ice. The boy then managed to move two 2-meter-long logs out into the snow. They looked like they were from a beech tree: they had smooth, silvery bark. They lay parallel to each other, a little sunk in the snow.

I now saw from the first person view again. I thought, looking at the two logs, of making some kind of Flintstones car, using the logs as wheels. I stood up onto the logs and tried to roll them with my feet, shouting, "Yabba-dabba-doo!" at the same time. But I probably realized that this wouldn't work, and I figured I needed a motor.

I was now standing on some long, pale-sea-green painted, sheet metal structure that looked like a mix between a gas powered generator and a wood chipper. I thought this would be a perfect engine for the Flintstones car I was making.

Just then, a blue-skinned zombie, possibly in a business suit, came growling and reaching at me. I was really scared. I jumped off the generator and ran toward the logs. I thought to myself, Why is that guy here? Is he being used for some kind of zombie-powered car?

I now had a vision of a commercial, apparently for a zombie car. But the imagery was just a black screen with a bunch of colored lettering advertising some law office. The commercial may have been targeting people who needed legal counsel following problems they may have had with their zombie cars.

The names of the lawyers were all really weird. One lawyer was named Technical Gee, as in Technical Genius. Another was named Society's Destruction. I was bemused, but not terribly shocked, that professionals were getting away with naming themselves things like this.

The final screen of the commercial stayed up, as if someone had just forgotten to turn it off. I now heard one of the lawyers talking about a presentation he was going to give at a conference. He told two other lawyers, in a Slim Shady kind of voice, "You know how I don't usually collaborate with you guys after this point. I just do me. But I got a surprise for you guys this time. This conference presentation, we're doing together."

Dream #2

I had just come from some bedroom, possibly in the house of a good friend of mine. I walked into the kitchen. I sat at the kitchen table.

My friend was taking a shower or something. His girlfriend stood at the counter, posing and mugging in a sexy way before a small mirror on the counter. The girl was really sexy, Asian, with long hair. She wore a little linen outfit that looked like a mix between some kind of lingerie and a baby's overalls-onesie outfit. The shoulder straps were foldy-ruffly. The outfit's bottom was enbroidered with purple roses, intertwined with green vines and leafs.

The girl was obviously posing to turn me on. It was working. But I didn't want to react, because I didn't want to betray my friend. But the girl really seemed to want me. It was exciting.

The girl, not getting a reaction, walked over to another mirror on the counter and began posing again. I walked up to her and said, "What's wrong?" The girl just gave me a pouty face in the mirror. I sat back down and said, "Are you worried that you're ugly? Well, you aren't. You're very pretty."

I thought for sure the girl would think I was into her. I thought shed'd come over and seduce me. I figured that that would be okay. Apparently, if the girl seduced me, the situation wouldn't involve any betrayal against my friend. I still felt a little nervous about the whole thing. But I figured if the girl seduced me, I wouldn't resist.

Dream #3

I was in the bathroom at my mom's ex-boyfriend's house. I was getting ready to take a shower. I was pulling stuff out of my backpack. I found some pot and some other drug that looked like a D-cell battery.

It suddenly occurred to me that someone, possibly my brother-in-law, had put drugs in my backpack. It wasn't good for me to have drugs in my backpack while I was visiting my family. If my brother-in-law got caught with any drugs near him, he'd be sent straight to jail.

It occurred to me that my brother-in-law had hid his own drugs on me while I was in town. I was mad. I didn't want to get in trouble just so he could avoid trouble. But I was also worried. I was wondering where the heck I could throw all this stuff away.

Dream #4

Some very professional looking man was outside on a snowy night. He may have been a weatherman addressing a TV camera. But he also may have been a co-worker of mine, talking to me on a cell phone.

The man was completely surprised that it was snowing. When someone told him the snow wouldn't stop for a while, he was even more surprised. He also seemed to be surprised that it would also be cold for a while after it stopped snowing.

I woke up seven times and I only remember one dream and two fragments.

Pool Party (frag)
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I was in one of my friends backyards, and we all have bathing suits on. There is music playing on in the background. I walked out through the side gate into their front yard.

Draw Slasher, Rabies Edition (frag)
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I was playing around with my iPod in my bedroom. I was playing a modified version of Draw Slasher, a game where you are a ninja trying to kill zombie monkies. But instead of killing zombie monkies, they were rabid sheeps and goats.

At Gunpoint
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I walked into my garage to grab a cola, and a mailman was searching for something under the car. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Uh.. I lost something." "Well, it looked like you were trying to stea-" The man pulls out a gun. "Oh shit, uh sorry, you can go on." I knew my dad had a shotgun or old broken bottle in his cabinet. I opened it up and the man saw me opening the cabinet and knew I was looking for a weapon. So he walked over and pointed a gun to me again. I said, "Jeez, I'm just getting my dad a finger of scotch." He walked away. I found an old broken beer bottle and pulled it out, but when I turned around my dad grabbed me and started screaming at me. I broke free from the hold, punched my dad and ran into the house.

Missed Dream Signs:
1. I didn't know when did I end up here or whose backyard this was.
2. I was playing a modded game that didn't exist.
3. A mailman was searching the garage under a car.
The cars were actuall parked in the garage, which is usually used for storage.
The mailman had a gun.
My dad hides his weapons, I wouldn't know where they were.
My dad would never try to hurt me and I'd never try to hurt him.

This time the dream starts off in the middle/near the end of a zombie apocalypse. Up until this point I have somehow survived, but I am suddenly trapped by two zombies. One I recognize as a friend of mine, and the other seems to be one of her friends. Strangely enough, my friend starts to speak about how she really doesn't want to kill me. Turns out some of the zombies have been able to retain all their previous memories and all human functions although they are dead and now crave flesh and blood. So, instead of killing me, my friend bites into the side of my wrist so that I will become one of them.

Her zombie friend starts complaining, saying that he really wants a bite of me before I turn into one of them. He begins poking me in different spots, asking if he can bite a little of the flesh off in those areas. I give in and allow him to take a small munch of skin right above my hip bone and just below my belly. I turn into a zombie soon after, and am luckily also one retains all previous functions. Wanting to head out on my own for a while, I wave them goodbye and walk in another direction. Soon I come across what appears to be a cross between a Wal-Mart and a mall, and another of my friends is also standing outside. We can instantly tell that each other is a zombie, though our bites on our arms are hidden by the long sleeves we wear. The people barricading the compound don't know that some of the zombies still appear human and act human, and so they let us in.

Once we're inside, we wait until the people we are following have turned their backs on us, and then we begin to ravage the inside. It turns out that there were other 'smart zombies' within, and my attack has encouraged this sort of rebellion to begin. In the dream, I can see my friend and I ripping out intestines and scarfing down flesh. Our entire group has started heading for the main communications building before I wake up from the dream.

"The first rule of Zombieland: Cardio. When the zombie outbreak first hit, the first to go, for obvious reasons... were the fatties."
Columbus, from Zombieland

Zombies were everywhere! Actually, no. The zombie apocalypse was actually kind of sad. There were only like, what, 7 or 8 that I saw? Total? What a gyp. Nonetheless, there were zombies.
I walked (of course I didn't run. Can zombies run? I think not!) to my grandfather's house from slightly down the street. I tried to enter the front door, but it was locked. Figures. So I went to the back and broke in through an unlocked window. Then I locked the window.
I went to my grandfather's living room to spy my brother and my Gramps.
"What?" Gramps yelled. "When did you get here?"
"I snuck in through the back. The front door was locked," I said.
"You should have knocked!" he shouted.
He had a point. I went to the front door to keep watch. A couple zombies walked by, and one bumped against the door, but then continued on its way.
I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water and returned to see my classmate Carolyn outside.
"Hey! Let me in!" she asked.
I don't really like her, so I said, "No," and made sure that the door was locked tight.
I went back to the kitchen to get some more food, then returned to the door. A zombie walked up to it and pushed it open. I began to shove on the door to try and close the zombie out. I wasn't scared, just more annoyed at the entire thing. Then I woke up.This dream was dull. I don't even like zombies. And these zombies weren't even the exciting type, they just strolled along like a bunch of idiots. Only one opened the door, and I was able to shove it out and make it go away. Idiot zombies.

These zombies are so darn annoying.

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!!!))

Starting Fires, Fighting Madoff

This dream starts with a false awakening. I woke up and I was on a dark colored, probably black, boxy couch. I looked around and I was in a very modern looking room. The color scheme was black and dark browns. There were panels that it looked like people dressed behind but the panels were hiding other couches. I saw on of my friends, Nikki, being followed around by two other girls. They were all laughing and looking at something attached to her foot. There was a chain attached to her black skinny jean and that chain was dragging behind it a metal match box looking thing. Every step she took it made sparks fly from the floor that it scratched. I asked her about it but I got little answer. Apparently this thing was new for everyone. Other people came out from behind the panels tried it on and danced and skipped with it. One guy ran and then did a sliding tackle, causing sparks to fly up like a dragon tail behind him. Nikki put it back on and started going around with it. She walked too close to one of the many couches and it lit aflame. Fortunately there were several fire extinguishers all around the place. Soon this became sport: setting things aflame then blowing it out. Some how this transitioned to several people, including myself, sitting in stations to blow out the flames where ever people started them up. At some point, it became apparent that we were in a war with a famous talk show host that had committed many crimes, including money laundering. My mind had instantly named him, Bernie Madoff. My ex, Olivia, put it on, caught something on fire and then we couldn't get it out. Me and my cousin, george, escaped and he gave me a small automatic rifle with a voice command grenade launcher. We headed down the hill and some zombie slaves of Madoff came towards us. I was able to shoot them in the head. We came next to a tree and I climbed it. George taught me how to use the grenade launcher. There was a switch on the nuzzle that would either turn the safety on or the grenade launcher, depending on which way you pushed, and once fired, you had to yell explode for it to go off. As a test I shot one right to the bottom of the tree I was at, where my cousin and Olivia were at and I yelled "Explode". I thought about what I was doing but it hit me right after I yelled so I jumped down right into the explosion. Lucky, there was no friendly fire in this dream so everyone was still alive. I then peppered the field of on coming zombies and then yelled explode. It was good.

I start off being in what I assume is a hospital, though it smells sort of like chlorine and looks more like a cell block. I'm somewhere in a lobby when my sister, the mother of my late nephew, walks up to me and gives me a set of instructions. I am to put on scrubs as if I'm about to participate in a surgery, and to meet her in a room that she gave me the number of. After I do what she has told me, I walk into the room. The entire room is very large and separated by a white curtain. On my half of the curtain there is absolutely nothing except for the walls and the door. However, when I walk past the curtain I see several hospital instruments, my sister, and a metal gurney with my nephew laying on it.

My sister tells me that the whole time my nephew was alive, he just needed a special sort of pacemaker to make sure he stayed that way. Even 3 months after his death, she told nobody because they had already had the funeral and burial and that she did not want to frighten anybody. He then looks at me and smiles and tells me how much he's missed me. Just as I start to cry in my dream, I wake up.

This dream starts off with me hanging out in what seems to be a type of cabin room with what appears to be some friends of mine, and one of my nephews. As they talk, I look around the room and notice that we have several skillets, a sword, and some kind of gun. I then walk out of the room with my nephew. Just as we reach the center of what seems to be a large, desert-like area surrounded by several cabins, an alarm sounds off.

Automatically I recognize this as the sound signaling the beginning of a zombie apocalypse. My nephew and I run back to our cabin to pick up the things I took notice of earlier, but we can't get through a large crowd of panicking people, and our cabin has been looted by the time we reach it. Angry at the gall of the people, we race back out to see my mom, dad, and sister in what seems like a mix between a Hummer, a four-wheeler, and a bulldozer. They toss us weapons: I get a couple of pistols and a metal spear, and my nephew gets a rifle and a Katana. We jump onto the back of the exterior of the vehicle and begin killing zombies as we drive by.

Suddenly the scene changes to what seems like an Italian Renaissance era (think Assassin's Creed 2/Brotherhood), and I have just stabbed the final surviving zombie through the head with my spear. Some buzzer goes off like I've just won a game show, and the scene changes again.

This time, I'm a 3rd person view. I'm looking at a young guy in a lab, who's probably in his 20's. From witnessing the scene, I'm able to make out that he has recreated the zombie strain and plans to put it in food to re-create the apocalypse to gain access to something, as he will have the only vaccine. He laughs a typical maniacal laugh, and I wake up.

I don't know how the zombie apocalypse starts in my dream. When I enter, the pandemic has already begun and where I am at there seems to be nobody around. I walk through what seems to be a large, courtyard type area outside of a medium sized cottage house. I enter the house through some French doors and flip on some lights. I had entered what seemed to be the kitchen area, though it's rather small. When I switch on the lights, I all of a sudden can see zombies meandering around the courtyard exactly where I had been only a moment before. However, they don't seem to take any care in the fact that I am drawing attention to myself. I then go to the stove and pick up a frying pan that I intend to use as a weapon.

I look out the French doors from where I just came and notice a large pipe about waist high going through what all of a sudden appears to be a extremely thick brick wall starting at the side of the cottage. Inside of the pipe is a boy who I seem to recognize, but I can't place who it is. Standing directly in front of the pipe with its back to the boy is another zombie. I can, however, tell that he's pleading for help so I begin to knock loudly on the windows farther away to draw all of the zombie's attentions. Suddenly alert to my presence, they all swarm to the area where I am knocking and begin to moan and claw at the glass. That is, all except the zombie standing in front of the boy. It stays oblivious until the boy finally decides to retreat into the pipe. Finally this particular zombie seems to take notice of movement and follows the boy into the pipe. Since the zombies are enthralled with where I was knocking on the glass, I decide to go try to help him and follow through the same pipe.

When I come out on the other side, it seems like we're in something similar to a darkly colored prison hall in aura. The entire hall is made of a dark steel. I immediately see the boy and the zombie wrestling with each other and I grip my skillet to get ready to help. The next thing I hear is the boy yelling at the zombie, "No! Don't bite me! Don't bite me!" A cold dread washed over me and I slowly shuffled around the fray and took off running down the hall, leaving the boy behind me. A guilt fills me as I hear him call after me, "No! Don't leave me behind! You'll regret this!"

Somehow I end up entering what seems to be a larger metal room filled with survivors. What's even more weird than coincidentally coming upon this group is that the boy I just left behind is sitting in the corner of the room with blood running down his arm. It seems that he was telling the story of his almost-escape from the disaster when he turns to speak to me, "I didn't get bitten by the zombie you saw me fighting. After I finally crushed his skull, I was attacked by another zombie that had found me. I could've been saved if you had been there." Almost as soon as he says these last words to me, I wake up.

Last night I had a mix of dreams that when I woke up, didn't seem super worth remembering so I didn't push myself to recall all the details:

I was in a hotel being invaded by zombies. I remember going into a room with my ex girlfriend (who gave me a vibe that she was there with another man) to warn her. I remember going into the basement and it looked like my local shopping mall.

At one point, I became lucid. I was walking down one of the hotel halls and a guest or hotel worker was walking by. As she did, in the corner of my eye, I noticed she had a shadow. I thought: I bet I can turn her into a different person by pulling her through her own shadow. I grabbed her and pulled her through her shadow and she became someone else, but not anyone I recognized.

Another dream, there was a trail of ants entering my bedroom. It was massive. I looked closely and determined it to be made of ongoing, and oncoming traffic. I counted about five lanes moving in each direction.

Me and my Brother were killing zombies FPS style!!!

Game/dream Style: It was like a video game and in the style of a free video game. We did a lot of running and shooting and actually were both killed a few times but when we got hit or bit we just fell to the ground and could no longer control ourselves and could move around in third person while the other person was left to fend for them self. We never even acted like it was real and when were up close to zombies we kept this sort of calm sense like nothing was wrong but occasionally we would freak out and shoot our guns inaccurately and waste our scarce ammunition in a state of panic.

First round:

Not easy to remember but it was mostly walking out in the open and melee weapons like 2x4 boards and baseball bats but not much ammo for our guns. We were overcome by zombies quickly and lost miserably but I do not remember how we died...

Second round:

Okay so I don't remember this round much but it was in a booth like from zombie land but it was similar to the turned over train in the train yard from Uncharted 2 when you are surrounded by Juggernauts. We died quickly and were torn apart.

Third round:

Okay so me and my brother fought zombies in a mansion that had rooms that looked like rooms from a hotel. We both were on a little platform that had ramps on the sides and walls on the back and front in the middle of a hotel lobby (it looked like a mansion on the outside but was a hotel on the inside. We fought back to back and walked out in the open looking for guns occasionally and the guns were all from Halo Reach (which isn't surprising because I played just about all day yesterday). After many zombies were killed and many shots were fired, we were barely making it through wave after wave and then a miracle happened. I found a Rocket Launcher with 4 shots. We used it to blow up the zombies on the staircase and make it upstairs to hold them off. We fought wave after wave in this hotel room at the top of the staircase and had plenty of ammo to last us a long time. There was a bucket of band-aids for ammo. The weird thing was that the ammo wasn't in clips, but band-aids... We just shove the band-aids into the side of the gun and it was reloaded. After a wave was barely won, we knew this could be the last wave. Then, a friend of ours, (who was a zombie) came in and said we were about to have a very rough wave coming and that they were not going to show any mercy when it started, they then showed us a helpful idea that said we could have one person on the room's balcony and one inside to lead the zombies to the balcony door so we could spread the zombies out so we had time to reload. But then my brother didn't reload at the right time and had zombies all over him. I had one zombie to fight and it happened to be our friend who had told us about the balcony. I saw that my brother was done for and that we had no chance of making it in that room. I made a break for it and ran out of the room and the dream went black and I could still hear the zombies and my brother yelling for help as I slowly woke up.

Odd how I don't have zombie nightmares anymore, just zombies and guns in action packed dreams.