Messed-up dream #3958349
Sometimes I wonder what's going on in this little head of mine. I had a really freaky nightmare last night, involving zombies (again, lol). This most recent zombie dream was partially influenced by that book I read, The Rising by Brian Keene, because animals could become zombies, too.Anywho, so there's this zombie outbreak, and I'm part of a group of survivors who hide out in the countryside. We acquired a tour bus (somehow), which we'd use to find abandoned stores with food and supplies. One day, one of the survivors was secretely plotting to lead us into a zombie-infested building. When we were in the building, I spotted the zombies before they could jump us, but in fleeing the zombies, we were all separated. I ended up inside this giant kitchen (like the big kitchens in hotels). I heard a rattling sound, and, approaching the source of the noise cautiously, I saw that something was underneath one of those dome-shaped lids. With a butcher knife in one hand, I pulled off the lid with the other, and to my utter disgust, it was a zombie duck roast (although the funny thing is, I'm actually not sure what a duck roast looks like, yet in my dream, I knew it was one). It lunged at me, and I was swinging my knife wildly, frantically trying to hold it back. I grabbed a big fork-thingy, and started stabbing at it with both the knife and the fork.
"Zombies go down if you get 'em in the head," I thought. "But this duck roast doesn't have a head! WTF am I supposed to hack at?!"
After dozens and dozens of stabs and slices, I managed to cut it up into pieces. The individual pieces were still twitching, trying to attck me.
The other survivors rushed into the kitchen. "We handled the other zombies. What's going on in here?" they exclaimed.
"Even headless ducks can turn into zombies!" I yelled, breathless and in shock. "This duck roast tried to kill me!"
"Ooh, duck roast," they said. Some of the survivors started picking up chunks of the hacked-up duck (which were still twitching) and started eating them.
"What the hell are you guys doing?? You're eating zombie!" I said.
"Oh come on, live a little!" they said, savouring the wriggling, decomposed flesh of the duck.
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And then I woke up. Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Probably: what is up with all these insane dreams?? lol!
Also, how ridiculous is it that I was fighting a zombie duck? Geez, at least have me duke it out (and win) against a horde of human zombies.
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