Ugh, stupid cold.
1- Zombie Infestation
I am at my old cross country coach's house because his wife was killed. I'm supposed to be working for him as a house sitter so that some of the crazier family members won't steal any of Mrs. R's stuff. Things like this are always doomed to fail with me: instead of crazy family members, I have zombies to worry about. They are invading the house, and I am trying my best to get rid of them without getting myself killed. I throw rocks at them, which surprisingly seems to be effective.
But they just keep coming! They are on the roof, so I fly up there and am alarmed to see that they are using my techniques against me: One of them has a pile of "rocks," although they look more like huge chunks of concrete. And he's aiming directly at my head!
Fortunately, I've always been good at dodgeball. He misses every time, and I grab one of the larger rocks from the air as if it is nothing and bash him over the head with it.
But more come, and finally I get fed up and leave. ((The only reason I wasn't lucid was because I thought it was a video game. :roll:))
2- My New Pet
After some very memory-garbled and nonsensical events, I find a very cute and very friendly Boston Terrier, who I really want to keep as a pet. She falls asleep beside me, and I notice that ants are all over her! I pick her up and dunk her in water, which knocks them all off.
I also had quite a lot of HI throughout the night. The interactive kind... All I remember now is dancing with the Queen. (Who is a recurring DC and my sworn enemy.) She was saying, "Remember the last time you danced? That had to be rather... unpleasant for you." As if she cared. It was her fault, anyhow.