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In my dream, there’s this little bitty town called Lacey Spring Alabama. I was walking down highway 231 with a sawed-off 12-guage shotgun. The town was destroyed. It was just like Fallout 3. It was so similar. It was wasteland. I was headed south from Huntsville Alabama which was only 10 kilometers north. There was a storage warehouse, to my right as I was walking off a hill. I walked about 4 kilometers on this highway to where the road starts to go up a mountain. At the base of this mountain, there was a building to my left. I walked to it to check it out. About 6 people with guns rose to se if I was a zombie. They walked out. I wasn’t a zombie luckily or they would have shot. But they were friendlies. There was a beige Chevrolet that pulled up. There were more people. Then all of a sudden, there were a bunch of zombies that came out from behind the building and attacked. Everybody was shooting. I got in the truck with other people and drove all the way to a place called Redstone arsenal. It was a military installation. There was a space shuttle there. We all got in it and got off the planet and went to Mars. We landed. This concludes my dream.