This one was a weird dream... Guess it was somewhat of a nightmare.
I was walking along this wide path that lead to the entrance of some small amusement park or historic tour thing - I haven't a clue. Anyway, it was all dark and quiet. Then I walked into a building with a couple of people. We were being cautious for some weird reason. Then a noise was heard from another building across the street so the 3 of us dared to venture and look.
We saw... people. But they were possessed or something. They saw us and gave us this blank, dead look - started moving towards us like zombies. We ran for our lives back into the previous building. Panting, the 2 other people just shook their heads and sat down. I on the other hand, really needed to go to the toilet for some weird-ass reason. So I asked where the toilets were. (It was morning by this time.) Both of them pointed downstairs. (for some reason I knew where that set of toilets were, but I wanted to use some other ones). A shiver went up my spin and I shook my head. Hell no way was I gonna use the toilets downstairs... Cause it was actually a long tunnel like room with toilet cubicals. And it connected to the other building with the zombies. And they were frequently using it...
So I left the 2 people behind and exited the building to ask for the whereabouts of toilets. By then, the places was quite crowded (since it was an attraction area) and looked lively. I entered this tavern like building, and asked the bartender where the toilets where. And I told him I'm not gonna use the tunnel ones for reasons I won't state. (People wouldn't believe me). He gave me this serious look and said he knew about it and told me there were two small toilets just at the back of this room. I thanked him and went to do my business.
Now, the view changed. I multiplied and while I was in the toilet, I was also outside in at the bar area. There, I saw this lady walk up to the bartender and started attacking him! He was in shock but got knocked out on the second, well aimed and brutal attack.
The view changed again. The toilet-me finished and walked out to see the scene (multiplied me disappeared). I just stared in shocked and screamed. There was a pile of corpses in the middle of the room (humans that were attacked by the zombies). And everybody knew about the zombie outbreak and attacks. The lady then started pulling out the dead bartender's organs and smashed his head so badly an eye popped out.
Everybody standing in the room found out the bartender was also a zombie, but he had control over that state of his and could disguise himself as a normal human. But he died in his human state... So he couldn't come back to life. The lady that attacked the bartender then stood up and attempted to straighten herself out somewhat. (didn't work too well, she was covered in blood). She told us all to move to the room upstairs - it was like a first aid room and there were injured people occupying it already.
I entered it and scanned the place. I saw this guy around 50 years old. I stood by his side as he was lying in bed. His left hand had no fingers - they were all chopped off. For some reason, I knew I had a chance to reattach one of his fingers (they were lying there beside him). So I bent down and held his finger and closed my eyes. I imaged it being healed... When I opened my eyes, his finger was reattached and looked completely normal. Everybody around me rejoiced and cheered.
I woke up.
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