Zombie dreams? I had a fuckign zombie nightmare just last night. It lasted the whole night too. I kept waking up to get up and drink something, and i would fall back into same nightmare.
I was trapped in big building were I worked once, with a shitload of other people, we're talking 50+ here. We had no weapons, and had to resort to hand to hand combat to destroy the zombies that managed to get in. It sucked, because punching and kicking zombies to death = no!
We managed to seal off every doors, so nothing could really get in. Lots of zombies started hanging around the building, we couldnt really go out anymore. For some reasons, A water company had their offices in the basement, and they had thousands and thousands of water bottles, so we survived on that. No idea how we were doing for food tho :lol
I remember thinking how fucked we were since we had no weapons, and how like in every zombie movie, we would eventually freak out on each other and let the zombies in :lol Suddenly a bunch of huge trucks came in with Hell Angels on their bikes. They killed the zombies using heavy assault weapons, and asked us to come in. (A very Dawn of the dead 1978 inspired moment here). Turns out, they were reselling weapons they stole from an army depot. We traded weapons for water bottles, and then they left and went to another building with survivors down the street. Everything was fine
I went to the bathroom while people were unpacking the weapons with some other dude who kept saying that he had to take a shit. As I was washing my hand, I start hearing him moaning, i'm like "dudes youre alright?", he busts out of toilet stall, zombified, and jumps on me. I'm going OMGWTF, trying to hold him his mouth away from me, but he's much stronger than anything I ever faced :lol . As he's closing in on me, I hear rapid fire coming out from the hall, with people screaming and yelling "PEOPLE ARE TURNING INTO THEM", and I start seeing former workmates who had been turning into fast walking zombies attacking other people.
Just as he was going to rip my fucking throat open, I woke up, completly confused and scared. This has to be the most realistic nightmare I ever had. It felt way too real. It was pretty creepy when I was on the top of the building, seeing waves of slow walkers in the streets.
Things I learned from this dream:
- Kicking zombies to death isnt really an efficient way
- Hell Angels like bottled water a lot.
- Never inquire when I hear moanings from a toilet stall