International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal

Cay's Dream

Azra, two guys my age or younger, and another girl with longish black hair were holed up in my house in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. We tried not to go outside too much. I carried a gun at all times. At one point the two guys decided to troop off in search of supplies and I didn't see them for the rest of the dream. I got shot by the strange girl after coming around a corner and surprising her. "I used to be a zombie slayer, but then I took a bullet to the knee," I growled, prying the thing out with needlenose pliers.