re: zombie apocalypse.

Zombie apocalypse:

I take my kids to a friends house for a birthday party, it’s a large house, quite large, 2 floors, beam and post wood house. A zombie apocalypse occurs during the part and zombies, or walkers start to show up and the house is sort of surrounded. A lot of the guests flee, but at least 15 of us decide to stay, the friend has a large cache of guns and ammo, so we arm up, and start locking up the house. It’s a compound kind of house, with other buildings in the back yard, some kids get trapped in a wagon type thing with a bunch of zombies around them, so we make a plan and split into two groups, one group goes to the right side of the compound in a truck, and distracts the walkers away from the kids, myself and 4 or 5 other guys run out of a basement door to the wagon and get the kids.

A woman dressed in zombie blood clothes sneaks over and I shit you not, throws a big bag of pre-cooked waffles where the kids were and somehow makes it back to the truck. She slips and falls, so we distract the walkers with gunfire and she gets up and makes it back to the truck, which tears ass out of there. We make it back to the house with the kids and lock the doors up. There’s a lot of glass windows, it’s like an enclosed patio, so we go further in the house and lock up behind as we go. We get to the second floor and all meet in the dining room and start to make a plan, I say to them that we have to tape up all the windows we can with paper so walkers can’t see in, so we start looking for paper and tape and begin doing that.

As I’m going to the far side of the house, I start to see people huddling around outside, trying to get in, I go down a set of stairs to get some paper I remember kids drawing on and there’s a whole squad of guys in fatigues, but they’re big guys, as in kind of doughy. They’re just outside the door, so I close it and lock it. Then go upstairs and tell the rest of the group about it, and someone says they saw them already too, and there’s more people around the house.

We start taping up the windows and discuss what we should do. The kids are all safe, we meeting in a room that’s basically an armoury, it’s brightly lit and white walls that are false and behind them there’s a lot of weapons. One guy in the group is huge, so takes a big machine gun of some kind, an m-60 I think and begins loading up. The rest of us talk and figure out what to do next, one guy is the leader, dark hair and parted to the side, it seems like it’s his house. Then I wake up.

Analysis:

This dream feels fairly new, but there were elements that I feel like have happened before, the whole bag of waffles to feed the zombies part is something I remember before, maybe I had this dream all night and it kept changing? And it’s weird, I woke up at 7 am and was fine, I turned over and fell back asleep and it’s 8 am, so this dream happened within the hour. I groggily got up and started typing immediately. What’s with the fat dough boys in fatigues? 

There are a few buildings in the back, a large pool house and a weird log structure, that’s unfinished and beside it is a large garage type building, 3 doors I believe and a couple sheds as well. I think it’s somewhat secluded in the forest somewhere, forest all around and I don’t remember seeing other houses around it. Lots of windows though, and that’ll be the weak point of the building, there’s a lot of people in the house. I felt really groggy as hell when I woke up and part of me thinks this has happened before a recurring dream.  

2 dreams tonight.

Hello lovers, friends, fans and foe,

2 new dreams/nightmares, one brand new and the other a recurring one that always ends the same way. let's start shall we?!

A new dream:

In a park doing some kind of scientific research, with a team of scientists, it’s dusk, and some big guy comes charging through the park throwing what are the biggest bats I’ve ever seen like a giant baseball. He charges through one of the park and then comes back to us, asking us what we’re doing, we tell him weather tests and earth quake tests. He walks into our mobile lab and he’s got body modifications, wires sticking out of his head and his left eye changes colour, things that help him with the bats and other things he tells us. He’s ripped and buff, he walks out of the lab, everyone stares at him and he throws a giant bat through the air, their as big as my 7 year old daughter with a wingspan that’s got to be five feet across, tan on the outside, almost fuzzy looking and dark brown on the inside. Suddenly a scientist looks at the ground and all the worms are coming out of the ground, pink and huge, a key scientist looks at one called “Meredith,” what is going on?” and I wake up and type this. The sky is purples and charged with electricity, it feels like we’re at McArthur park on the north shore here in town.

A recurring dream/nightmare:

Trapped in a school my son and one of my daughters, I’m there to pick them up and the doors lock, and windows lead to other classrooms. We’re stuck with another girl and her two siblings. We leave one room trying to find a way out and are chased by other children, we end up in the same room, like an office. Some of the children chasing us mummify into horrifying gifts that turn brown, green and black, then emit this horrible scream like an inhaling scream as they chase us. If you punch them they implode and dust is everywhere. We always end up in the same office and the way out is to turn down the Christmas tree and lights and give each other gifts, and then santa knows it’s Christmas. Once we do this we are allowed to leave the school just in time for Christmas eve. This time I give my song part of a bundle I always carry with me and my daughter a medicine pouch, the other kids get gifts of candy canes and chocolate my daughter has with her, as she always has sweet treats. The school goes dark and we leave when a door to the outside opens up and we aren’t bothered as we walk past all the children that mummify into ghastly specters.

I’ve had this dream a few times before and tonight I remembered the way out when one of the other children says “we have to turn down the lights on the Christmas tree so santa knows it’s Christmas eve.” I don’t understand the significance of it or if there’s any truth to it, but it always works and that’s how we’re able to leave. Tonight the dream seemed shorter. I remembered this time, seeing the doors out are like giant bank vault doors and are shiny and steel looking. As we were looking for a way out, it’s a labyrinth of classroom after classroom where the kids are playing horrible games or being taught horrible things. We often end up chased and have things thrown at us and we always end up running into the other kids and take them with us. An older sister and two younger siblings, it’s a very weird, surreal dream/nightmare. Tonight I was glad it was over faster and we were able to get out of there. Even as I type this, I have that unsettling feeling I’m not 100 percent awake, even as the traffic drones past outside.