zombiesarebad

weird, weird, crazy dream last night.

it was the end of the world, and this was signalled by a human woman giving birth to a baby gray alien. I walked into my living room and saw this woman sitting on my couch nursing the infant alien. It turned to look at me with its huge glassy-black eyes, which scared the bull-jeezus out of me.

Next i was in the hospital where i work. Some sort of massacre was taking place and i was on the top floor trying to escape. As i ran down a hallway I saw a freakishly long arm reach out of one of the rooms and grab a patient, pulling them inside. There was another patient nearby in a wheelchair, and i saw that the nurse that was trying to wheel him out had been killed. I ran up and started to push the wheelchair toward the exit, when the patient turned around and grabbed my arm... his flesh was paper-white and his bottom jaw was ripped off. Somehow he could still speak, and he said "My skin's cold, isn't it?" When i opened the door to the exit, it made a loud "ding!" like a cash register.

then i was in a park with my four year old daughter and wife. I was saying to my wife, "i wish i could meet the sonofabitch that killed all those people at work..." No sooner did the words leave my mouth than a huge red demon (!), horns, tail and everything, walked up and said "here i am." My daughter got scared and ran out into the street, but the demon grabbed her just as she was about to be hit by a car. He sat her down on a picnic table and asked me where my friend K___ lived. I told him there was no way i would tell him that, to which he replied "i can't save her if you don't." He saw that i didn't believe that was his intent, and he pointed to my right where a bullet was floating in midair. "That's where she'll die if you don't let me help."

that's all i remember

i was dreaming about flying a fighter jet (my dream job that will never happen) in a dogfight. I don't know who the enemy was but i was bragging over the radio about how this model fighter i was flying had never been shot down. No sooner did the words leave my mouth than i felt a missile hit.

I heard people laughing at me over the radio, and suddenly i realized i was not in a jet but actually in my living room playing a game about flying jets. The people laughing were other players on the Xbox Live.

one of them told me i had to eject. "How?" i asked. "Call the hotline... they know," was the answer. Suddenly i was on my cell talking to some smartass woman. "...and how did this happen?" she asked in a mocking tone. "I suck at this game, i lost, that's how!" a yelled. "Just chill out and push the triangle button," said she.

i noticed there was a triangle button on the controller that i had never noticed before. I pushed it and suddenly i flew out of my chair, down the hallway, and into the bathroom shower.

what the hell?