Zombie Survival Dream

I had another zombie-vampire survival dream last night. This time I knew it was coming. Tracy and I were locked up inside our bedroom, both armed with shotguns, waiting for them to come.

There was a hostel and a dance club and then there was Natalie Portman, who I held the barrel level at, but my gun misfired and I had to run from her blood stained skin and tatttered scalp.

I was upset with Tracy because she left the bag with my computer and ammunition next to the bed after the zombies broke through the door.

Somewhere in the dream, I had the unfortunate experience of being someone else (and knowing it) and getting to anticipate what it would be like to have the skin torn from my flesh. It was frightening. I said “Ouch” the entire time.

To escape the zombies, we decided that a flight to the Algiers would put us out of harms way.

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