And when I say played, I do not mean relaxing in the pool while a lil one waddles around you. I mean fully submerged swimming/walking back and forth. Getting in and out. Making sure no one busts anything, "No running!!!" (sorry, my inner lifeguard comes out from time to time). Busy busy busy BUT very fun! So by the time it was time for bed, I was basically a Zombie.
I had the most insane dream. I don't watch a lot of Zombie shows/movies . . .well I do sometimes but not as ofter as other supernatural stuff, so I was really confused when I woke up as to why I dreamt about 'zombies'. And I don't mean "Night of the Living Dead" slow walking, moaning "braaaaaains" zombies. I am talking about those terrifying ones that run like f**king cheetahs (World War Z, 28 Days Later, I am Legend, etc.). I was NEVER scared of zombies because I always thought, "dude you can OUTRUN them"...until 28 Days Later came out. I remember going to the theater to see it and I was f**king scared out of my mind! They didn't just run, they full on sprinted, all the while screeching. And it wasn't like a slow burn infection. You got ANY type of bodily fluid in you and you were a screaming banshee in seconds, WTAF!?!?
It's a loooong, detailed dream...get some popcorn and enjoy.
Okay, moving on to my dream. I was on vacation with the other half when the world went to $hit. I am assuming we were in some sort of tropical climate because there was a resort and swimming BUT there were also things that hinted at Europe sooooo who the f**k knows. I am not sure how but basically we get separated. One minute we are enjoying an all inclusive beach and boos resort and the next minute I am wandering around Ireland...Scotland...MAYBE...it was really green...and a bit nippy. I really don't know but it wasn't the U.S. that's for sure (people talked "funny"). I am picked up by a group of other survivors and brought to something that looks like a fort. But inside it is ANOTHER all inclusive type place, no beach but a ridiculous pool and lavish buildings. I am concerned about getting the f**k out of whatever country I am in but everyone there is like "no we stay here and wait for rescue" which sounds like the WORST idea to me. There are parties every night and patrols every day. I remember going swimming (no clue where the suit came from ) at one point. There was a guy. . .I can't remember his face but he was attractive, tall and skinny but muscular. He wouldn't leave me alone, even when I said "sorry boo, I am taken" (see even in my dreams, faithful wife). He kept trying to catch me in the pool. He got pissed at one point and threw a bunch of giant pills at me (is that The drugs???). After some contemplation I went to the room he was sharing with some other peeps and returned the pills (I have no idea why, don't ask). He looked different now. I remember thinking "holy $hit, he's famous!" but I am not sure who it was. We were suddenly BFF's and practically inseparable (no more sexual advances).
Jumping ahead, a group of us thought the whole "party all the time" mantra was a bad idea. Stop making noise!!! So of course one fateful night the "zombies" breach the outer wall and come pouring in. We were near the insane pool...two options 1) Run around it and chance getting caught by a human cheetah on speed or 2) Dive into the water and swim across....the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, looks like I'm getting wet (shhhhhhhh, get your mind out the gutter). The details of the dream were so vivid! I could feel the water go up my nose when someone accidentally jumped on top of me. I remember the weight of my clothes from jumping in fully clothed and the heaviness of my tennis shoes. I can still feel the vice like grip on my calf as an inhuman fell in, latched onto my leg, and pulled me back under. And I remember the relief I felt as my friend pulled me from the water and to safety (no bites or scratches...whew). Thankfully the infected seemed to have trouble traversing the water so we managed to get a head start running (as I coughed a gallon of water out my burning lungs). We made it to a main building where we broke into groups to enact a plan that I don't remember helping to create but I knew my place.
It consisted of us running UP stairs to lure the infected behind us. . . okay in EVERY horror movie I yell "OMG don't go up the f**king stairs! There is no way to escape." But we had a plan . . .it was sketchy at best. We had to wait for the rabid individuals to see us and then run like our @$$ was on fire, what could go wrong...?
Jumping ahead again, we are no longer in the safety of the resort. We've been separated into smaller groups. Not by choice. . . We are moving from "safe" house to "safe" house as quickly and quietly as possible. We sleep in shifts and scavenge for food in the abandoned homes. We can't eat just anything, in case it is INFECTED. The only thing I really remember from this part is that my new friend was fiercely protective of me, &/or I made him feel safe...grounded...not sure. I just know he NEVER left my side. I can recall him basically cocooning himself around me while I was sleeping and holding on for dear life (we are talking vice grip). Not in a snuggle up or sexy way...more like an "I can't lose you too way". And honestly sometimes I wasn't sure if he was protecting me from the zombies or the other men in our group. It was weird.
Jumping ahead further, we find more survivors. It is a military compound. They will only let us in once our eyes have been scanned (this was from I am Legend, I think). They wanted to separate us but my friend said we were married so we could get in...together. Conveniently we both had wedding bands....I guess he was married too...I don't remember noticing it before this. It is hot, loud and chaotic but it feels safe. I have no idea how much time had passed but eventually I spot a familiar face in the mess hall and practically tackle him (my other half, if you didn't figure that out). He has a woman with him...it is my friend's wife...I know, I know very cheesy...sorry...I think my brain needed a happy thought. Out of no where I heard the animalistic screeching the runners make. Somehow they got inside. . . I was wrapped up in my hubbies arms crying when I felt a powerful shove...I woke up.
I obviously don't know for sure what happened but I know what it felt like. It felt like the "monster" got me. Needless to say, I couldn't really fall back asleep after that. My heart felt like it was trying to escape. But why did I have this insane dream?!?! Then I remembered. Saturday night I put on SyFy Channel and watched 28 Weeks Later. I didn't watch all of it but I watched enough to give my subconscious enough ammo to scare the bejesus out of me.
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