I have my reasons for loving zombies. its what makes me watch zombie movies than go wandering the streets late at night and watching a drunk person stumbling towards you and wondering what if? It's my love of a great zombie dream that scares me more than any hollywood movie ever can. I wanna know why you love zombies.
Man my dreams are so detailed and vivid its better than any Hollywood produced movie, crazy thing is it keeps getting better the more I discuss and learn about others peoples fears and love for zombies. the last one I had went something like this...
I woke up and went to work at some high-tech genetic research lab. I went to talk to my boss who told me that last night some one broke into one of the labs and stole top secret materials’ and a cadaver. He told me that my all the security cameras and high-tech intrusion sensors were bypassed and that my security code was used to get into the lab. He told me I was fired and that the police will be called to my house to get a sworn statement. So I went home and told my wife that I was fired and under investigation, she told me I was a loser and that she was getting a divorce, she even had me sign the papers right then and there. some time later in the dream I was in a bad drinking and getting loud, telling everybody she’s a BIT@H! just them the heavy set biker dude throws me out in to the ally behind the bar and I continue my rant about her well I see someone getting closer, thinking that they share my view I walk up to them and the zombie bites me. Of all the things I could think about at a time like that was, hey this guy looks familiar where have I see him before? Then it hit me who ever broke into the lab let loose this zombie to cover their tracks. I race home thinking that my wife can save me she’s a researcher at the lab and must know of some way to save me. I make it to my front door when I feel myself slipping further in to darkness, I swear to god I don’t wanna die, I cant die like this. Of course I die as disturbing as that maybe the dream continues. I see myself rise up and start banging on the door my wife opens it and starts yelling at me saying its too late, she doesn’t love me anymore, that she has already moved on. Just then I see my boss come out of the bedroom half dressed telling my wife the deal is done that the money will be in the bank account by the morning. I immediately bite the wife tearing a chunk of flesh out her throat silencing the death curling scream she lets out as she realizes I’m dead. Then charge my boss and I take a chunk out of him as well. Just then several police officer show up and shoot my wife and boss in the head and I see the barrel of a smoking gun pointed at me, just then I wake up.
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