Last night I had a crazy dream that I was at a house with a bunch of other people (some who I knew, some I didn't). We were getting prepared to fight an onslaught of terrifying zombies, that were about to invade the house.
We didn't have ANY good weapons, only make-shift ones that we found around the house. Hammers, kitchen knives, screwdrivers, whatever we could find to stick'em with.
They arrived by bursting through the front and back doors, climbing in through windows, coming from every direction. We managed to fend off most of them, but the rest of them ended up getting the best of us, I woke up right before one of them grabbed me by the throat from behind!
It would have made a good movie. Any meaning behind this dream?
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