Dream of Zombies
I can hear them scraping the door up the stairs. I can hear their moanings and breathing. They've eaten everyone else in the house but me. But I'm next. I know when they come down, they'll poor down the stairs breaking dead bones and create a wave of decay that I can't swim. Will they back me into a corner before they get me? There's no way out down here. I have no weapons. If only i had a bat... I'd bash their ugly faces and watch the sick ooze onto the carpet. But I've got nothing.
I hear the door splintering and I panic and start beating on the concrete wall. When I see the first flash of old teeth, I wake up. It took me a moment to realize that I was in my bed; thought i saw a body outline in the dark where my door is. But it was just a residual image burned on my retinas -- left overs from a nightmare. So, I came and wrote it. I'm still a little afraid... scared that they're silently sneaking up on me. If i turn around, they'll get me; if I don't, they'll just stay there until I do turn around.
I hate these dreams.
I hear the door splintering and I panic and start beating on the concrete wall. When I see the first flash of old teeth, I wake up. It took me a moment to realize that I was in my bed; thought i saw a body outline in the dark where my door is. But it was just a residual image burned on my retinas -- left overs from a nightmare. So, I came and wrote it. I'm still a little afraid... scared that they're silently sneaking up on me. If i turn around, they'll get me; if I don't, they'll just stay there until I do turn around.
I hate these dreams.