ominousdreamer

In my dream there was a disease that ran rampant, not like a zombie apocalypse but if you got the disease you rotted from the inside out. I remember clans that lived outside of designated safe spaces that would do anything they coukd to make these safe spaces no longer safe. They would cut fences, leave open gates. One day I was walking in a facility and I wandered into a wrong room. There were large cultures of the tests we all were subject to. The petridishes told another story. We were all infected,we were all rotting from thr inside,just at a much slower rate. One day someone csme after me. I had to hide so I went into a room of the safe house I had never been in before. It was dark and I could not see the person chasing after me,but I could see the green fungus that caused the rotting, gleaming like it produced glitter. Then I wake up.