Zombies, Zombies Everywhere, and Not a Brain to Eat
I had these dream like... 20 seconds ago...
I was like a third person in this laboratory with these two experimenters that had these skulls that were moving by themselves... It was weird, and one of them wanted to destroy the skulls while the other wanted to study them further... The one who wanted to study them further got to... first hand when he got bit in the hand.
Later, I'm in the same laboratory, and the spoiled kid whose rich dad owns the lab is throwing a party there. All of a sudden a ridiculous amount of normal living people show up. Then a bunch of zombies show up in mass quantities, completely unnoticed. The party is kickin and everything until they start biting into people heads and necks and shit. Scary. Good thing everyone was drinking because then it was easier to run away from the drunk zombies.
Then I run out and end up at the Saginaw mall. There I run into Rachel, Angie and Angie's mom and get them to come with me to the parking lot to look for a car to jack. We end up finding a pair of two old women that let me drive while everyone else piles in the car. I start taking off for some southbound highway that isn't going to be as stacked as I-75 or M-15... I think about heading south so we can get some supplies and build a bunker. All of a sudden my mom is with us in the car (like she had been there the whole time). We drive past my old house on Park, there's tons of vehicles in the garage, I think about stealing one, but instead call my dad. My dad answers, to my disbelief. He tells me he's on a plane to Tampa, waiting in the runway, and that another plane has just gone down in flames. I figure that I need to start heading down toward Tampa. I tell him to look for us when he gets there, but that we need to get to a more sparsely populated place. The phones go out. That's when I wake up.
My dream was so real... I woke up and heard a bunch of cars going by, and at first I though it was the rush of people trying to get away from the zombies. Scary.
I miss my parents. I hope they don't get attacked by zombies or any other unGodly plague.
Things are going good. All A's at SVSU. Going to get my teeth cleaned today. Leaving for Wisconsin on the 25th of December, otherwise known as Christmas. I'll see them late Christmas night, their time.
I went to Barnes and Noble last night. I could have read like 101 books last night.
You are a Rage Zombie. Infected monkeys attacked
some PETA zealots, and 28 days later, you're a
mindless raging living zombie. You never died,
but in the 20 seconds between your infection
and zombification, you wish you had. You can be
killed with surprising ease.
What kind of Zombie are you?
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I was like a third person in this laboratory with these two experimenters that had these skulls that were moving by themselves... It was weird, and one of them wanted to destroy the skulls while the other wanted to study them further... The one who wanted to study them further got to... first hand when he got bit in the hand.
Later, I'm in the same laboratory, and the spoiled kid whose rich dad owns the lab is throwing a party there. All of a sudden a ridiculous amount of normal living people show up. Then a bunch of zombies show up in mass quantities, completely unnoticed. The party is kickin and everything until they start biting into people heads and necks and shit. Scary. Good thing everyone was drinking because then it was easier to run away from the drunk zombies.
Then I run out and end up at the Saginaw mall. There I run into Rachel, Angie and Angie's mom and get them to come with me to the parking lot to look for a car to jack. We end up finding a pair of two old women that let me drive while everyone else piles in the car. I start taking off for some southbound highway that isn't going to be as stacked as I-75 or M-15... I think about heading south so we can get some supplies and build a bunker. All of a sudden my mom is with us in the car (like she had been there the whole time). We drive past my old house on Park, there's tons of vehicles in the garage, I think about stealing one, but instead call my dad. My dad answers, to my disbelief. He tells me he's on a plane to Tampa, waiting in the runway, and that another plane has just gone down in flames. I figure that I need to start heading down toward Tampa. I tell him to look for us when he gets there, but that we need to get to a more sparsely populated place. The phones go out. That's when I wake up.
My dream was so real... I woke up and heard a bunch of cars going by, and at first I though it was the rush of people trying to get away from the zombies. Scary.
I miss my parents. I hope they don't get attacked by zombies or any other unGodly plague.
Things are going good. All A's at SVSU. Going to get my teeth cleaned today. Leaving for Wisconsin on the 25th of December, otherwise known as Christmas. I'll see them late Christmas night, their time.
I went to Barnes and Noble last night. I could have read like 101 books last night.
You are a Rage Zombie. Infected monkeys attacked
some PETA zealots, and 28 days later, you're a
mindless raging living zombie. You never died,
but in the 20 seconds between your infection
and zombification, you wish you had. You can be
killed with surprising ease.
What kind of Zombie are you?
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