Last night I watched the movie "The Strangers" just before going to sleep. Kind of a freaky movie, But they dragged out the cat and mouse game a little too long. I guess it gave me a good scare though, because I had the most intense night of scary dreams That I've had in a long time. It did way more for my dreams than any apple juice.
The strangers
The first dream I remember was themed from the movie. It was during the first hour of sleep and I don't remember a lot of it. But I remember the feeling of fear, very distinctly.
I'm in a house, it's dark, and I'm in bed. There are people with masks outside banging on the doors and windows of the house, I'm so scared I don't want to even move. I just lay there frozen for a long time. I eventually hide in this walk in closet. I begin to hear foot steps coming closer and closer.
I wake and use the bathroom. The fear from that last dream somehow carried over into the next dream. I don't know how, but it somehow triggered the longest chain of zombie adventure dreaming I've had since the first time I watched "Dawn Of The Dead" as a kid. It was pretty damn scary though, all through the rest of the night.
Zombies Zombies and more Zombies
Not going to be able to describe it very well, because it's pretty disjointed from waking up so many times, and I really don't know what was going on most of the time.
as far as story line.
The first thing I remember is being in some outdoor setting, near the ocean. Corpses begin rising from the ground, all around me. They don't look like normal zombies. They look more like the things from the movie "LEGEND" only they are pale and ghostly.
There are many, many of them. I'm surrounded, they are grabbing and pulling at me. there are too many, there is no escape. I struggle to get away, but I know I'm doomed.
I then see one fall, then another, and another. Arrows are impaling their skulls. I then realize it's the teacher from the movie. "Diary Of The Dead." He has shown up in the nick of time with his bow and arrow. Enough of the zombies that are grabbing at me fall, so that I am able to break free.
Scene shift, I'm on some yacht with a group of people a little ways out on the ocean. There is something about killer piranha surrounding and attacking the yacht.
I wake here, use the bathroom again, take a few notes in my journal, and reset my alarm clock. Even after doing all that, I reenter the dream as soon as I close my eyes.
I'm with the group of people, and we are now on open land running for a car. We make it to the car, and drive. We find this large building. It's a cross between a warehouse factory type thing, and an apartment building. We make our way to the top floor. I look out the window, and a massive army of living dead are stumbling towards our building. They just keep coming and coming because they know we are there.
Then I see something that looks like an alien. you know, the pale, big eyes, spindly arms and legs kind of aliens. I point it out to the people I'm with, I say "look, it's an alien zombie!" The thing is actually flying. Then it hits our building attacking one of the windows trying to get in. We all run to the window, I get there first and I'm somehow able to dislodge it. It falls headfirst for what seems like a long long ways. It breaks it's neck when it hits the ground.
next, there is a lot of stuff about trying to figure out how we are going to survive up here. What we are going to eat and whatever. I wake up and reenter the dream several times. Eventually the rest of the group is gone for some reason, except for one person. there isn't much action for a long time. there is a record player, and we are playing music, and just trying to make the time pass.
Eventually I go into a bedroom. For some reason this room is at ground level. I notice the windows are open. I suddenly get worried. I don't see any zombies there, so I go to close the windows. But I'm afraid that zombies will notice me at the window, and start attacking. I can't even get the windows to close. I give up and leave the room. I tell the other person that is there that we may have a fight on our hands soon.
I look back in the room, and sure enough, there are zombies swarming the windows trying to get in. they are all reaching their arms through. I grab a big knife and begin trying to cut off the arms that are reaching in. I cut half way through one arm, but can't get the blade to go through. I look around for something else, and I see my chainsaw.
a little relieved to find something that can do some real damage. I pick it up and start pulling the cord. It won't start though. Shit a remember now that I don't have any gas in it.
I don't know why, but I leave the room. I go into the hall of the building, and look down a winding staircase. I can hear banging and stuff down there, from zombies trying to get in I guess.
I must have woke up here again, because the next thing I remember is being out on some balcony. I can see some people a ways off. They have a fenced in enclosure, like a big yard. They are planting vegetables, making a garden. I guess trying to grow food to survive. I call out to them, letting them know there are some living people near by. They wave back, but I can tell they are foreign and don't know English. There is some more crazy action. there are some bad, living people, in cars racing around below. But I realize they won't bother me because they just want to try and get away from here.
Things progress and there are more and more living people around. I end up back out on the balcony with this long sheet that I use as a rope. I tie it off, and throw it over the side. I'm not sure why I want to get down there exactly. I know in part, I want to try and thin out some of the zombie numbers. I have my machete and I climb down the sheet, dropping to the ground.
I use my machete like a sword, and I'm hacking zombies like crazy and I fight my way down an alley. the zombies all turn to follow me. I enter some side door of another building. I see a bunch of zombies climbing a staircase. i tear into the nearest one, impaling it. When I suddenly realize that these are not zombies but living people.
I had just killed someone. This is some kind of refugee station, and living people are flocking here.
The rest of the dream is really choppy, I don't remember it very well. I kept waking up. Eventually my alarm clock started going off, and I was hitting snooze. but I still kept entering it every time. One of the last things I remember before getting up. is being in the building again, and looking down at a mob of zombies, and I see a mountain lion w among them, trying to get in. And I think," Well that makes sense, if I'm going to be attacked all night long, there may as well be wild animals involved too. then I wake for the last time.
The whole zombie thing, was three to four hours long.
I had a ton more recall in my nap. way too much to write.
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