Elite Zombies and Flight
I don't remember my entire dream anymore... it was clearer when I just woke up.
Anyway, zombies were in it. Me and some of my friends were in my house at night, and the lights were on.
"Shut off the lights, the zombies will see us and come in!" I said something like that.
So we ran around shutting the lights off as fast as we could just in case zombies were lurking in the trees nearby outside the house, but some doofus kept turning them back on because they were scared of the dark.
"Just shut off the lights, do you want the zombies to see? They'll know people are alive in here because the zombies don't need lights!"
Finally we got the last one off, and with the darkness of the interior of my house we could see outside at the streetlight-lit street... the zombies were outside! They saw!
The fear overcame me. I knew they were going to come in. "Shut up guys, just shut up! Be quiet!" I hissed to my hysterical friends. They were running around the house frantically making lots of noise.
Then the zombies came in. Some of us had bats so we beat the zombies down and they exploded into dry fragments. But then in came the "Elite zombies" or that's what I called them in my head. We hit them but they seemed to be invincible, and they were tall, with long hair and sunken pale-gray eyes, and I was so scared I ran away. My friends fought them off and I danced around them trying to hit the Elite zombies with my baseball bat but nothing happened.
"Run! Get outta here!" said my friends. There were zombies in my house, maybe ten or twelve at them. I couldn't take all of them at once.
I can fly! I can fly now! Suddenly I remembered I could fly in my dreams. And I knew, also, that if this was a dream, I can't just wake up from it, and I don't want to be trapped in my dream, terrified and unable to wake up. Escape! So I ran for the door and the zombies chased after me. So much fear.
As soon as I hit the open air I leaped up and took flight like a bird and I flew as high as I could.
But somehow, I couldn't go as high as I wanted to. I wasn't as safe as I knew I could be. The sky had a limit, just like in video games where you hit the invisible ceiling. So I knew, if I couldn't escape with the height, then I'd have to escape by flying further away.
So away I flew...
After a bit, I realized I could go higher again.
It was beautiful up there in the sky, the sun was in the distance and everything was pink. The clouds were white, purple, blue, red, and being up so high, I could see everything. The skies always look awesome in my dreams, especially when I'm flying.
Anyway, zombies were in it. Me and some of my friends were in my house at night, and the lights were on.
"Shut off the lights, the zombies will see us and come in!" I said something like that.
So we ran around shutting the lights off as fast as we could just in case zombies were lurking in the trees nearby outside the house, but some doofus kept turning them back on because they were scared of the dark.
"Just shut off the lights, do you want the zombies to see? They'll know people are alive in here because the zombies don't need lights!"
Finally we got the last one off, and with the darkness of the interior of my house we could see outside at the streetlight-lit street... the zombies were outside! They saw!
The fear overcame me. I knew they were going to come in. "Shut up guys, just shut up! Be quiet!" I hissed to my hysterical friends. They were running around the house frantically making lots of noise.
Then the zombies came in. Some of us had bats so we beat the zombies down and they exploded into dry fragments. But then in came the "Elite zombies" or that's what I called them in my head. We hit them but they seemed to be invincible, and they were tall, with long hair and sunken pale-gray eyes, and I was so scared I ran away. My friends fought them off and I danced around them trying to hit the Elite zombies with my baseball bat but nothing happened.
"Run! Get outta here!" said my friends. There were zombies in my house, maybe ten or twelve at them. I couldn't take all of them at once.
I can fly! I can fly now! Suddenly I remembered I could fly in my dreams. And I knew, also, that if this was a dream, I can't just wake up from it, and I don't want to be trapped in my dream, terrified and unable to wake up. Escape! So I ran for the door and the zombies chased after me. So much fear.
As soon as I hit the open air I leaped up and took flight like a bird and I flew as high as I could.
But somehow, I couldn't go as high as I wanted to. I wasn't as safe as I knew I could be. The sky had a limit, just like in video games where you hit the invisible ceiling. So I knew, if I couldn't escape with the height, then I'd have to escape by flying further away.
So away I flew...
After a bit, I realized I could go higher again.
It was beautiful up there in the sky, the sun was in the distance and everything was pink. The clouds were white, purple, blue, red, and being up so high, I could see everything. The skies always look awesome in my dreams, especially when I'm flying.
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