Damn.... another bad dream that was cool. Seems like my worst fears reAlly shine in dreamland. In my current dreams, there is a day once a year that the dead return from their graves to kill humans.... and we have to secure ourselves properly and make sure we don't get overrun. The best part? You know what day it is and have time to prepare, yet everyone still panics. I wrapped myself in a holy shroud and only had a .22 to defend myself at one point, and it didn't work out very well. I stayed on the run all night with a group of 4 or 5 people. We were going to stay in one place, but decided that was to dangerous... so we ran away in a huge truck and tried to stay on the road, shouting at zombies and running them over whenever possible. We would go to other people we knew to check on them, and they had weapons... that's when it got better. Blasting off a zombies head with a shotgun is not only exhilarating, but it's down right disgusting as well... but hey, you have to do what you need to do survive. Eventually when 3 days passed and zombies were still roaming around--- we realized it was more than a once a year thing now, and that they were going to do this permanently. I dream about zombies more often than not (usually about once a week) and will start posting them..... hope you enjoyed it.
