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Place withheld · 2011-05-16 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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I am <PERSON> from Aladdin. And, I am with another guy. We are going through some rooms trying to make our way through the zombies. It is kind of dark, and I do not have a gun so I am following the dude with the rifle and we get to a doorway (one without a door attached), and a zombie tries grabbing me. The guy shoots it and I escape. Then, I lose the guy and the dream cuts a bit. Now I am with a different guy in a haunted house type thing.. he tells me all about what not to do there so I do not get sprayed by blood. There was this alter in a long dark tunnel where a medusa head and some hands were. He said do not touch the medusa hand. Now I cut back to the zombie dream. <PERSON> (yep, from <PERSON>) is hiding in the pantry and her cell rings for some advertisement. I see the zombie rounding the corner, trying to follow the sound. Somehow she just appears next to me and we try to escape. I tell her we should go find the dude with the rifle,whatever way he went. But, she says no and leads me down to the basement. I remember something about going down there before and there were orphans there, but not what happened. Then it got creepy The stairs to the basement were blocked, and two orphans were waiting on the flight of stairs under the barricade. Me and <PERSON> talked to them, telling them everything was going to be alright. The little boy with the weird cleft lip said something like 'yes, ;et us be one with them' (the zombies). <PERSON> said they did not need to and she and I multiplied our bodies and told them they could eat our copies. The kids got a creepy look on their faces and agreed as they made their way downstairs. All the while, I had a creepy feeling, like the orphans were going to end up ambushing us.. But <PERSON>, why did I trust <PERSON> anyways lol.

 

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