*sigh*
Another zombie dream last night. What the hell is wrong with me? This time it was just weird. A combination between Lost and The Walking Dead. The hubster and I were racing to get onto a plane, but when we were in line to board, there was this high pitch sound that made us bleed from our ears and pass out. We woke up on a plane with our female captain (not sure why the fact that she was an older woman stood out to me) was doing a loop to get a better view of Chicago. Apparently, while we were passed out, the zombie apocalypse had taken place. The airplane we were on rode more like what I imagine a spaceship/hovercraft would ride. We were still in the air even though we were going slow. We were flying past skyscrapers filled with zombies, and were flying through apartment complexes, around balconies, and all sorts of weird things. As we passed balconies, we saw zombies hanging out like normal people, but they were zombies. We passed a balcony filled with normal people which the zombies were not attacking. Turns out they were the cast from Jersey Shore. I know, super random!
Then the plane all of sudden didn't have a roof and people were falling out of their seats and clinging on for dear life. Of course, I fell out of the plane and into zombie Chicago. Being resourceful, I started running around and meeting up with other zombie apocalypse survivors where we dodged zombie attacks by hitting them with plastic bags filled with bricks.
I really don't like these zombie dreams. I wish they would stop.
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