Maybe I talk about zombies too much. Maybe I think about them too much too. And maybe I did see a commercial yesterday for yet another zombie movie. Regardless, they're in my head, apparently.
There was a longer sequence of this dream, but my memory of it starts in a room of a house were I have never been before. Another girl and I locked ourselves in there to escape the zombies chasing us. Just before we were attacked by more zombies, Dr. Cuddy from House rushed in, gave us each a shot in the tricep of our arm, and ran out. This shot was a cure for zombie-ism. Not sure why she gave it to us; maybe they were just being careful, or maybe it was an actual vaccine, I'm not sure.
The zombies in this dream weren't the slow, thoughtless, funny kind from Shaun of the Dead. Thankfully they weren't the super human ones from 28 Days Later either; but they were more like the ones from the book version of I Am Legend. They still had working brains, and they could move like normal people.
Dr. Elliot Reid, from Scrubs, was the first to attack via the room's front door. She was pounding on it and shouting verbal abuse at us. I picked up a small, silver revolver in each hand and I'm not sure what weapon the other girl had, but she had something.
I was standing toward the back of the room on top of a floor heating grate. I started to hear noises beneath the grate, and realized that another zombie was somehow trying to get in from the ducting under the house. Smart buggers.
As she emerged from the duct, I cocked one of my guns and had a really hard time pointing it at her and firing, the trigger was very hard to pull. I hit her, but I had to shoot her a couple more times ("...removing the head, or destroying the brains...", Shaun of the Dead, anyone?) before she backed off. Then I moved to the next floor heating grate (why there was more than one grate, I'm not really sure) that I thought one might pop through.
Another girl did, and I unloaded on her too until she backed away. These zombies had the ability to regenerate, but if they got hurt too badly they would just die, so they'd leave to go regen before I killed them entirely. This was when Dr. Reid apparently got through the door and the other human woman started fighting her.
Then a 3rd zombie started poking up through the same grate, and I realized it was Kane. I could not shoot Kane, even if he were a zombie. Especially since there was a cure now and we just needed to hold out until everyone got it. So I yelled to the other girl to run.
She was confused, but there was no time to argue, so we kicked out one of windows (it was the shuttered kind like they have in Hawaii) and started to run. My companion was suddenly a man instead of a woman, and we were running wildly down a dirt hill.
The man I was running with started sliding on his butt down the hill instead of just running; it was faster and we needed to hide somewhere before the zombies could see where we went. I slid behind him and we headed for a nearby house to run behind it. In real life, my breathing started to speed up. I heard my faster breaths and I thought it was because I was huffing and puffing running away so fast, but it was probably because I was very tense. Either that or I was humoring my dream.
We reached the house and somehow got up onto the flat part of the mansard-type roof. This area was totally visible from the ground; it wasn't a very good hiding spot. The zombies could climb to get us easily. Four zombies climbed up to get us, my sister to our right, a small woman to our left, and two guys in front of us (neither of them were Kane). I started by running at the small girl and shoving her off the roof. But I knew that pushing my sister and the two guys would be harder since they were bigger than I am.
Fortunately, my brain decided this was quite enough stress for sleeping, and woke up.
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