Zombie Apocalypse Dream
No, really, I had to get this out there cause it's fucking weird. And I actually remember most of it.
So, in the beginning of the dream, I woke up in my room, and stepped out in the hallway to find all the doors in the house open (which is weird, because we keep all the inside doors closed.) And I look out the front door, and there's like a giant slab of concrete where the front yard is supposed to be and someone's like, washing it or something. So I go into the kitchen and my dad's in there. And he's like, go get me this thing out of the cellar. And I go, "You mean the basement?" because I'm lame and wait a minute, there's no basement in this house. But my dream self knows exactly where to go, and there's this kid in the basement that I don't know, but I don't freak out or anything. So I start looking for this table thing that my dad wants, and the kid is like, what are you looking for? And I tell him some kind of table, so he takes like, I don't know, a lightbulb thing and drills a hole in this thing that looked like a wooden ironing board and starts attaching the lightbulb thing to it. (Seriously, Idefk.) So then this man comes downstairs, and it's supposed to be my dad, but he looks more like some kind of hippy from the 60s. I don't really remember how it happened, but suddenly my clothes are off and oh jeez, I'm a girl, what? And my "dad" is looking in my underwear and the kid is staring at them too, and my "dad" says something that ends with "little girl" (I don't remember all of what he said) and I was like, "I'm not a little girl, I'm a grown woman" and then something about being lonely and I would love some company?
Anyway, so suddenly I'm dressed, I'm a dude again, and I'm outside, and fucking zombies are popping up out of the ground, like, through the concrete and shit. And then I get in a car with my "dad" and we go to this like, secret hideout or something and talk to some guy. (Idk, I don't remember this part much.) But afterward we drive back, and suddenly there's a curb and grass, and we're driving on the grass instead of the road, and there's sirens and shit. And my "dad" is like, oh they heard my siren meter or something like that. So he calls the guy we were talking to earlier and is all like, wtf, there's cops after me. And the dude is all like, "You've created an atomic bomb! And guess what else. You've discovered (insert random element here)! You've created the first (whatever) bomb!" And my "dad" is freaking out, so we get out of the car, and suddenly there's this girl with us, and she gets grabbed by a zombie popping up out of the ground.
And then suddenly the dream changes and I'm a gay vampire? And there's still zombies popping up everywhere, and someone's trying to kill me (with a gun). So I'm chasing after this guy, and he runs by a car with an open door, so I slam him inside, and somehow his pants get caught in the door enough for me to rip them off, with him still in the car. So then I get in the car with him and try to drive us away from the guy with the gun, and the dude's shooting at us. And I'm all like, "Dude, get down," cause the bullets are going right through the windows in the back seat. And he's just like, "I'd rather die than get fucked by you," and then he gets shot in the head and slumps down in the seat. I get shot, but I don't die, I just wake up.
Weird as fucking hell. Idefk. This is what I get for getting high on headache meds the night before.
So, in the beginning of the dream, I woke up in my room, and stepped out in the hallway to find all the doors in the house open (which is weird, because we keep all the inside doors closed.) And I look out the front door, and there's like a giant slab of concrete where the front yard is supposed to be and someone's like, washing it or something. So I go into the kitchen and my dad's in there. And he's like, go get me this thing out of the cellar. And I go, "You mean the basement?" because I'm lame and wait a minute, there's no basement in this house. But my dream self knows exactly where to go, and there's this kid in the basement that I don't know, but I don't freak out or anything. So I start looking for this table thing that my dad wants, and the kid is like, what are you looking for? And I tell him some kind of table, so he takes like, I don't know, a lightbulb thing and drills a hole in this thing that looked like a wooden ironing board and starts attaching the lightbulb thing to it. (Seriously, Idefk.) So then this man comes downstairs, and it's supposed to be my dad, but he looks more like some kind of hippy from the 60s. I don't really remember how it happened, but suddenly my clothes are off and oh jeez, I'm a girl, what? And my "dad" is looking in my underwear and the kid is staring at them too, and my "dad" says something that ends with "little girl" (I don't remember all of what he said) and I was like, "I'm not a little girl, I'm a grown woman" and then something about being lonely and I would love some company?
Anyway, so suddenly I'm dressed, I'm a dude again, and I'm outside, and fucking zombies are popping up out of the ground, like, through the concrete and shit. And then I get in a car with my "dad" and we go to this like, secret hideout or something and talk to some guy. (Idk, I don't remember this part much.) But afterward we drive back, and suddenly there's a curb and grass, and we're driving on the grass instead of the road, and there's sirens and shit. And my "dad" is like, oh they heard my siren meter or something like that. So he calls the guy we were talking to earlier and is all like, wtf, there's cops after me. And the dude is all like, "You've created an atomic bomb! And guess what else. You've discovered (insert random element here)! You've created the first (whatever) bomb!" And my "dad" is freaking out, so we get out of the car, and suddenly there's this girl with us, and she gets grabbed by a zombie popping up out of the ground.
And then suddenly the dream changes and I'm a gay vampire? And there's still zombies popping up everywhere, and someone's trying to kill me (with a gun). So I'm chasing after this guy, and he runs by a car with an open door, so I slam him inside, and somehow his pants get caught in the door enough for me to rip them off, with him still in the car. So then I get in the car with him and try to drive us away from the guy with the gun, and the dude's shooting at us. And I'm all like, "Dude, get down," cause the bullets are going right through the windows in the back seat. And he's just like, "I'd rather die than get fucked by you," and then he gets shot in the head and slumps down in the seat. I get shot, but I don't die, I just wake up.
Weird as fucking hell. Idefk. This is what I get for getting high on headache meds the night before.