I had an elaborate zombie apocalypse style dream, but to my dismay, I have forgotten most of it except for the very end, and it turned out to be unexciting.
I was in my apartment at Racine and Taylor and there were others with me, though I can't remember who anymore. I suspect that Nat was there since we live together and the dream was relatively realistic. I remember looking outside through the front windows and seeing zombies stumbling across the street in the sunlight. The apartment seemed bigger than it is in reality, but it might have been that all the furniture had either been removed or used to block up the doors and windows. Despite the sunlight and the apathy of the zombies outside, there was still a feeling of dread looming over all of us in the apartment. I have a feeling the the earlier parts of this dream had more blood, gore, deaths, and narrow escapes.
At some point, we all agreed that we needed to go somewhere. I believe we were heading somewhere safer (away from the city). I started gathering things and putting them in my backpack. I packed plenty of water and snacks, and some extra clothes in case the temperature dropped. I remember trying to find a weapon. At first I had something like a staff-- a long wooden pole. In the end, I switched to something like a metal baton that was more suited for close-range combat.
When we were all prepared, I unblocked the front doors and started out-- to my amazement, all the zombies were gone and everything seemed to have returned to normal. Cars, buses, and people were going on with their day as if nothing had happened. I was relieved that I no longer had to fight to survive, but at the same time disappointed as I was looking forward to a great zombie adventure.
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