Yeah, it's another dream. I've been facing a serious writer's block, but blogging about my dreams always feels good.
So, I was on a bus with people heading down to Atlantic City. I seemed to be not with anyone in my family, though Luiz and Irv show up vaguely later. There's a lot of vagueness here. I know I'm with a group of strangers, becoming friends with them on a long ride, down to my dream AC, only like all resorts and famous areas in my dreams, it's not quite AC.
I'm friends with them, and there's a zombie invasion down where we were going. It was something of a survival horror bit, where we were wading through only semi agressive zombies to get where we were going. Some details: Hot summery sunshine, cool shore breezes. No smell of decay. Only some of the zombies were aggressive. There was a small child with us, who we adored. We holed up in a house, trying to protect the kids. Some of the people in the house got affected. I remember being super concerned for the kid, who reminded me of Jake's daughter Natalie. Outside on the boardwalk area, there were tables set up with prepackaged food and supplies labeled with some sort of Emergency Management stickers. Lots and lots of these kits piled on top of the tables. At some point we were in a grocery store with other survivors, gathering stuff, and there were lots of survivors. That's one thing that set my dream apart from typical zombie survival games, only about half the population was affected, there were loads of healthy people around. The zombies were only aggressive for a short time after becoming infected, and then they sort of just shambled around, looking rather healthy and dazed. Their eyes went pale grey, and the pupils disappeared, and they looked totally mindless. Back at the house we were at, the affected people, were rampaging, and the healthy people were trying to fight. I vaguely remember the one dude was kind of good looking and shirtless, and they had him of tied up, but he was struggling against the rope. There was a woman, too, with brown hair. I got too close, and the dude bit me on the hand. No flesh chunks came out, just a hard bite on the top of my hand that was bloodless, but red and painful.
We decided to leave, and it was Irv, Luiz, and I. We were walking along the boardwalk at dusk to try to find a vehicle to get home. We passed a modern looking glassy cafe with a couple that was on the bus with us. They were healthy and we offered to bring them back with us, but they claimed to be enjoying their time. The male of the couple was eating what looked like dog kibble out of a huge silver bowl. They were both Hispanic, and very attractive, in a movie star kind of way. Rugged and polished. We kept going. The dog kibble thing reminded us, before we left, to get some for the critters. Luiz grabbed a huge 50 pound bag of kibble from under one of the supplies tables, and I grabbed a few cartons of the Emergency Supplies.
The ride home was uneventful, only that the sun set, and was full dark by the time we got home. We were looking around town as we were driving in, to see if our area was affected, and the only the bar was any indicator. There were tons of cars parked in front, but most of the lights were out inside, just the blue glow of TVs. That filled me with a sense of foreboding moreso than anything at the boardwalk. The last thing I remember is us unloading the car, in the darkness, all the lights being out in the house. I turned to get more stuff, and a stranger was on my porch. Some soccer momish type with helmet hair, and a dazed look on her face. She had wide staring bright blue eyes. I was like "zombie?" She actually answered me, "no, just a little sleepy." Somehow I surmised that the zombies got better after while. Aggressive, then calm, then sort of recovering and sleepy. Also, I couldn't tell if I was becoming a zombie and able to communicate with her, or if I wasn't infected, but she was recovering...or she was just a dimwit on my porch.
I realized, with the bar being all dark like that, and the heavy darkness surrounding our house, that shit just got real. Everything was fully dark, the house, which looked like the house next door, only slightly modified, was silent and black, and even the pets were silent. We couldn't tell if they were there. That unnerved me so much, that I willed myself awake, and some super concious part of me, that knew the dream was a dream all along was like "ok, too much, party's over, time to get up". In the first bleary moments of waking, I noticed all the pets in the bedroom, Jasper and Harmony at the foot of the bed, Bella by my side, and Smokey on top of the headboard, and I thought, just for an instant "oh they're all clustered here because they're scared of the zombies" Which carried that crazy unnerving fright over into my first waking moments.
Also, I realize that I was lucid dreaming, for a lot of it. Controlling how things went and why we weren't in any real danger for awhile, and that it was still a pleasant atmosphere in spite of the zombie problem. I was in control till arriving "home" and then I got very scared.
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