Zombie dreams are my favorite dreams as they encompass love, action, escape scenarios and survival. I remember, I was stuck in the mall with my girlfriend and it took two days to escape. I remember it wasn't easy to just walk out because the zombies had taken over most of the mall, so we had to make our way through vents and back hallways. I had a Portal gun that would take me and my group across large bodies of water in the mall and it was especially helpful in getting injured people crates of weapons across-thanks Aperture!
I remember losing kids and adults in my group and seeing a woman stay with her friend and boyfriend that were turning into zombies. When they made the transition, the zombies puked blood into her face and I had to kill one that was coming after us.I picked up a habit to close all opened doors. Before we escaped, we met up with this big group that had blockaded themselves at one end and they were having parties and celebrating our arrival, but the mood died when a little girl revealed that she was bit.
After her dad took her into a room to separate her from the rest of the group, we escaped to the parking lot, stole a car and drove home on the empty streets to the sound of state of emergency tests on the radio. Before we got home, Obama was getting ready to speak, so I sped home and tried to get my parents house to open the wrought-iron gate in front.
When they did, we rushed inside and received hugs and kisses from them. I went to sleep and woke up to a confused Obama debating with himself on how to handle the situation.
That's when I woke up. I was confused as Obama and a little bothered by my dogs walking on my bed.
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