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Took a nap this afternoon and I have one fragment and one dream. The fragment, I was in this old house and there were zombies there. The were slow, dumb and... boring, really. There was a competition going on, people were setting up pranks for the zombies and there was a woman who graded the pranks and gave them advice. I remember some pink jelly thing being used a lot. The dream... I was in this really weird place. People were fixing up the place (it also looked like an old house, but it was really big, almost like a block with two or three old houses) for <PERSON> tribute. As I was walking around, people from the <PERSON> cast were painting everything in black, it was all very dark. After a while, they had missions, they all had to be at specific places for a huge performance. Interestingly enough, even though they were the <PERSON> cast, they were not. They were random people that my mind decided to have as <PERSON> people. Anyway, then I found <PERSON> and <PERSON>, but as <PERSON> and <PERSON>. I guess at this point, I was not watching the <PERSON> cast do something, I was just watching <PERSON>. There were two boys sitting at a table and they were saying they could not participate in the <PERSON> tribute (yes, it changed from <PERSON> to <PERSON>, so I guess I was definitely in TV land by this point) and they started vomiting, it looked like black paint. <PERSON> told them that their punishment for not being able to participate was to kill themselves. She gave one of them a gun and he shot himself. She took it and gave it to the other guy. The other guy said he would not kill himself and that she could not make him do it because they were family. At this moment, I punched him, even though I had been just watching. Will got up and told us we had to calm down. I took the gun and tried to shoot the guy, but the gun was not working. I started taking it down to put everything back together again. As I finished, I was in training for something. A guy was telling me I had to be careful and learn how to shoot well, because sometimes we only had one chance to shoot. There was a lot of stuff to wear too. Then I woke up... and wow, I had not noticed how dark the dream had been...