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Place withheld · 2011-01-28 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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This was actually some years ago, but because it had actually scared me into waking I never really forgot it. I have not had a nightmare before the incident or since. I was in a city, I could not tell which one. It was just full of sky scrapers and destroyed streets with several abandoned cars everywhere. I was alone, as far as I knew, with a shot gun and an assault rifle. I do not remember what had set off the hoard of zombies (this was way before left for dead and sometime after the first resident evil movie came out, but I have been exposed to zombies before, so I am not sure where this originally came from.), but soon, they were seemingly coming out of no where. As more and more surrounded me, I started backing up into a building. I ran out of Assault Ammo pretty quickly, but I do not remember any of them going down. (I am a great shot in video games, so this really freaked me out) As they got closer, I used my shot gun, since I already knew that shot guns had a limited area in which they were useful. I ran out of shot gun shells just before they reached me. As the world narrowed into their hands and bodies coming over me, I awoke with a start. Rolled over and went back to sleep. Ok, so when I am tired, and get awoken by something, I open my eyes once to see what had awoken me. If it is nothing I consider life threatening I roll over and go back to sleep. I never got back into a deep sleep that night, but it was enough for me to remember.

 

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