Dreams & Nightmares

Nightmare Two - Bunker

Walking outside on a bright cloudy morning, my dad drives by in his gray truck. I hop on as he drives me to school, knowing he only does this when he is late to work already. As we drove past streets and scenery of the common households, we notice some people. A few were normal but the rest were...different? They seemed to walk slow, having sunken faces and seeming dazed, verg unatural. My dad decided to head to the grocery store to grab us some lunch so we changed course and headed to Superior, ignoring the strange acting people. As we went to the grocery before heading to school, we also began noticing how everyone was moving slowly and odd like zombies.
"Maybbbeee I shouldn't go to school." I say as we see the store barricaded. The kdd people clawed at the boards and boxes, groaning. He agreed, quickly driving home and stepping on the gas. We grabbed what we could carry and what was neccessary and were dropped off at a special grapevine farm with built in safety zones next to a military base. My ex Carter was there appare tly, he texted me as I found a nice hiding spot in an empty metal box, those used to carry goods across the ocean on boats. As I set the place up with blankets, pillows and my other items to make it feel homey, I closed the door shut with the broken lock and left towards the vines. They grew tall, towering a few stories high, perhaps four, held up by pvc piping. I wanted to stretch, so holding onto the piping nearest to me, I parkoured a bit and up to the second floor plataform where grapes grew the most. I found Carter picking some into a basket and pulled him away down to my little hiding spot as we heard rifles suddenly shoot and yelling to hide and run to safety though the whole point of the base is to keep everyone safe. He left me from the metal box and I thought he was a goner. I stayed quietly in my box as I heard the groans of the zombies outside my personal metal bunker. The eerie screech of nails against rusted areas of the box soon echoed my ears. I once again packed everything and was ready to dash once I opened the gate, having my sweater on and equipping a spare pvc pipe as my weapon. I hold my  breath as I hear the moans and scraoes outside, pulling the door open and hitting all of the zombies with my strength. I run out into the open, seeing the back of what looked like my mother. When she turned around, she too was one of them now, her eyes glazed white. I quickly escalated to the vines when I heard a helicopter overhead. I parkoured to the top when a ladder descended to me. Scaling it quickly, I was given muffs and gazed upon the infected, becoming smaller and smaller as we rose to find more survivors.