dream journal

april 24, 2021, 8:16am

There was some sort of zombie apocalypse and I wanted very badly to live. At the beginning I was some random guy and I escaped by pretending to be one of the zombies. But then I was me again so on multiple occasions I had to run from one building to another and the run was always the same: up a flight of subway stairs, through an outdoor bar, and up a steep hill into a shopping mall which was also a community centre. A few of my coworkers were there. At one point there were a bunch of really fast zombie kids chasing me, so I grabbed a metal pipe and tried to buy myself time. I whacked these kids in the face to push them back down the stairs but some of them wouldn't fall so I bashed their heads in with the pipe so I could run away. I went through the outdoor bar which was run by Bryan in a Satan costume and he yelled at me for jumping on the tables to get away faster from the wave of zombies chasing after me.

I got into the mall/community centre and sat down with Pete beside a balcony. A lady walked up to us with a tiny blonde girl who I just killed, but she didn't look dead aside from the massive hole in the back of her skull. The kid was running around jumping on couches and climbing on tables, and then a guy walked up and tossed her off the balcony. The mom was totally chill about it. She said, "That's actually what I came here to tell you about. She keeps doing that sort of thing and she just doesn't get hurt." And I was sitting there freaking out because someone let an immortal zombie toddler into our shelter.

So I tried to leave and now I was in the forest with a guy who looked like Scorpion/Subzero with a red costume, and he had Scorpion and Skarlet's powers combined. As a warning, he showed me the last guy who didn't agree with him. The guy was all shrivelled up and charred and his skin was missing but blood was boiling on his bones and in his mouth and eye sockets. I ran away and ended up in a church basement, like where they host AA and NA meetings. There were a ton of other meetings happening. I opened the door to the "go away" meeting and sat down and the guy on the couch across from me told me to go away. I said, "You go away, everybody's trying to kill me." The guy next to me had very loud music playing through his hearing aids and whenever anyone mentioned it to him he told them to go away. We heard kids laughing and rumbling footsteps running down the hallway outside the door. The pictures on the walls were shaking and we realised it was those little immortal zombie kids whose heads I beat in with a pipe and now they couldn't die. We heard screaming from a few rooms over and everybody in the room mumbled "go away" because no one except for me was concerned about the zombies and none of them noticed that I was covered in blood and dirt and stab wounds. All of the people at the go away meeting started melting and as they melted they kept saying "go away" in their stupid monotone mumbling voice. They melted into the couches really slowly, and then there was someone pounding on the door and I was sitting there alone realising I was about to die.