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The zombie apocalypse has happened overnight, i have myy boyfriend and father with me. i'm smart enough to have both a gun (9mm to be exact) and a bow knife. my dad's friend/employer (exists in the waking world) brought him an assault rifle, dad was nervous about having it. i don't have much else in my pack. we take shelter in my dad's appartment (doesn't actually exist in the waking world) but my boyfriend and i were so curious we went out to do some exploring. it being so early in the apocalypse, there weren't many of the undead, just enough to worry me. we didn't pick up any supplies and almost got attacked but someone else became zombie bait. we stop on a farm and watch a small herd of zombies get napalmed via the government. we trekked back to my dad's appartment which was worse than when we'd left. i did some nervous walking around in the building and stumbled upon a large room of survivors amongst them my aunt and cousin. i was crying with joy when i realized i didn't have either of my weapons on me. i went upstairs and checked my bag but no luck there either. night is falling and i fear how i'm going to protect my family, i'm acutely aware of how vulnerable we are, especially with the group of survivors downstairs. then i wake up with the residue of bad dream on my tongue.

I dreamt that there is a little boy (but he is a spirit) and I am hitting him and then a lady is calling me upstairs. I am scared to go. I go and it is my wife and she has a evil lady inside her and she is calling me. I am scared to go to her. She is saying she will not go away and that she will burn everything. Then I am praying and she says she will kill God aswell. Then I am dragging my wife outside the house because she has that evil lady inside her. Then I meet a man and he says that I should get Sindoor for my wife. Then my dream ended.

I dreamed that my dad came home with blood all over the top of his head and he walked in with a stranger. The stranger commented that my dad was missing his shirt, undershirt and shorts. I saw my dad wearing a dress shirt and his pants and could not see whether he was wearing the other clothes. In an instant the dress shirt disappeared and there was blood on his chest. The stranger said that my dad had been hit with a steel pipe and that he had been robbed. I noticed that my dad's diamond ring was missing, his gold cross and gold watch were also missing but he was wearing several women's rings. One ring had red corral and the other ring was oval with turquoise. The stranger made me feel uncomfortable and I questioned him about how he knew that my dad had been robbed. I asked him to leave and he did not move. I went downstairs and got the shotgun and noticed through the glass french doors that there were others outside waiting. I went upstairs and pointed the gun at the man and managed to get him out the door. The dog started barkly loudly at my ear and I woke up.

I met a woman who was working in a club, entertaining men. She gave me a date pass so that we could be together. When it was over and the club was closing, the owner ushered the women upstairs like cattle, which made me very angry that he would treat them like that. The one I had a date with came back to me without the owner knowing and said he was upset when she told him that "she found a man, now I am respectable. Once I left I couldn't get back to her no matter how hard I tried, which left me feeling desperate and very depressed.

I am in a really large house with glass windows and beautiful paintings. The kitchen had a chef and there were two islands where one of my friends Matthew was sitting. I went up to talk to him and my mom came just after, he asked her whether or not he could have a drink and she said yes and I said no jokingly. She yelled at me and told me that I was being disrespectful. Matthew and I then sitting on two white chairs with our laptops. He goes to the washroom and an indian boy around my age comes upstairs and puts a knife to the back of neck and tells me to get up. He says “this is for the best” and lights a match and puts it on the ground. He forces me to walk down the stairs into the basement, ties me to a chair and turns of all the lights. I say “hello” over and over again but no one replies. Eventually I try to get up but he puts what I think is a needle up against my neck. I begin crying. I then hear a boy screaming loudly (who I assume to be Matthew) and hear the roaring of a fire. I scream loudly trying to allow someone to hear me in which time the young indian boy sticks me with the needle.

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