I was in a lobby like place where I was talking with someone. She was smiling and laughing with me and I was looking at my mom who was sitting at a nearby table. I had a golden chain with teardrop, golden pendent around my neck. I slid it under my shirt.
I told my family to come with me to somewhere but they didn't come. Maybe they were left behind and I got way ahead of them.
Then I found myself at a corridor filled with people who were trying to attack me. More of like a zombie hoard. They came towards me but they seemed to attack me because of the phone I had in my hand. Maybe they reached that stage of mobile addiction, that they are behaving like zombies.
My survival instincts kicked in and I was hitting everyone with the phone in my hand, on their necks. When I hit them twice on the same spot on their neck, they became human. To cross check my theory, I again hit them once on their neck and they became zombies again.
I started dodging them and hitting them when they came too close. After sometime, I reached the middle of the corridor. I saw a group of people, I don't know them, chatting like they are in their school canteen gossiping about others. Like what I got through, it feels they don't know about it.
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My Dreams
FantasyDreams show us what we have in our subconscious minds. Our past, present and our future we don't know about or maybe we do? pictures from Pinterest credits to their owners