Dream 1:
I was walking down the beach with this one girl I know. She was in a Bikini, and I was in a swimsuit. We were both laying on towels, talking about totally random things. Then we got up and walked into a beach house, and ate some ice cream.
Dream 2:
I was at my old middle school, and I was eatting lunch in the cafeteria.
I don't really remember anything else.
*woke up, wrote these down*
Dream 3:
I was in my Church's sanctuary. But everything was turned over, and pews were up against doors, the stained glass windows were broken in places, and instead of being warm colors everything was a blue tint. I had on a tactical vest, a backpack, and I was carrying an AK-47. I walked out of the Sanctuary, down the hallway. People were sleeping in the Sunday School Classrooms, and I walked inside one. There were some wounded people inside, with bloody bandages, who were moaning or sleeping. A man in a brown suit was tending to them. He turned to me and said:
"These people need medicine. We need to make our way to the hospital and get some and we need you to come with us."
I said okay, and I walked outside. It was around 2 o'clock. There was trash everyone outside, and there was considerable damage to the exterior of the church building. The trees were dead and many had fallen over, the buildings that were near the church exhibited a similar post apocalyptic scene.
I walked over to a white van. It was one of those rather large vans, the kind that hold like 16 people. There was a group of people waiting outside, around 6, all carrying guns rifles. The doors opened, I climbed in and sat in the back.
The Van started up, and we drove down the road towards the hospital. Burned, and flipped over cars, pieces of metal, papers, all littered the streets. There was a body in a parking lot we passed, and some thin monsters were eating it. As we drove down the road, these monsters scampered across the street.
These monsters were thin, ran hunched over, and heads similar to birds, had claws for hands, and were a uniform black color.
We pulled up in front of the hospital and piled out. The "doctor" (the one tending to the wounded people) said to follow him. Some guys in front of me smashed in the automatic sliding door with their rifles, and we walked into the dark hospital. We walked down the sparsely lit hallway, up an almost pitch black stairwell. We walked onto the third floor, and while walking down this hallway, I looked peered inside a room. The body of a patient had been mauled in a hospital bed, blood was on the walls, and floor. We kept walking froward until we got to a room, where the doctor opened a door, put away his pistol, and took out a flashlight. He fumbled around in the storage room for a while.
Then I heard a noise. It was a scampering noise. It came from above, and I looked up. One of the monsters was on the ceiling. I quickly swung my rifle up and popped off a 3 round burst. The monster snarled and fell. Then they started pouring down the hallway. They scampered down on the floor, they crawled on the walls and ceiling. The group, including myself, started firing down the hallway, cutting down the advancing horde. The doctor emerged from the storage room carrying a bag. We ran back down the stairwell where we came. The monsters chasing us down the whole way. We got outside, got in the van, and drove back to the church.
...and that was the end.
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