Dream Journal 3/13/16

I was running down a deserted street with Maggie and Glen from The Walking Dead, as well as another young woman with red hair. We were all armed, and were weaving in and out of deserted alleyways between very old, Spanish-style buildings. Out of nowhere, somebody started shooting at us from one of the rooftops, and we were forced to take cover inside one of the empty buildings. Glenn had been shot in the leg, and was bleeding badly. The inside of the building looked like a cathedral, and we found that we were not alone. Meredith, Alex, Callie, and Arizona from Grey’s anatomy were all there, pointing guns at us. We held our arms up in surrender, and told them we were just seeking shelter from the shooter outside. They invited us in and carried Glenn away to take care of his leg.

The room that we were in was very sleek and modern, unlike the rest of the city, especially the building we were in. Callie was stitching up Glenn’s leg, and Arizona brought us into the adjacent room, which was actually a massive indoor garage, filled with armored vehicles of every size, and enough weaponry to arm a small army. She informed us that there were over 50 people in their group, and that the rest were out scavenging in the city. They had been there for over a year, and had made the building a stronghold. I asked her why we were able to just walk right in if it was a stronghold, and she told me they left that specific door unlocked for people like us, and that if those people didn’t work out, they just killed them.

Arizona told us that we could take one of the vehicles from their fleet, and stock up on supplies, but then we had to go. Once Glenn was done getting his leg fixed up, we chose one of the armored vans, stocked up on food and a few weapons, thanked everyone, and left.

We were driving down a deserted highway, when we spotted a gas station that seemed to still be in good shape. We decided to grab whatever fuel we could find, and grab some more food and water. Next to the gas station was a car dealership, and the lot was filled with large vehicles. We decided that we wanted a second vehicle to bring back to camp, and decided on a black and chrome truck. Maggie and I went inside to find the keys, and Glenn and the redhead went to find food and water. Inside, there was a single zombie, which we took down with ease. While we were searching for the key, I noticed that my hair was wet, and was dripping onto the concrete floor, leaving a trail behind me. I ignored it, until Maggie asked me what was making the weird tracks on the floor. I looked down, and saw that something was following me, making weird tracks in the water left from my hair. I started running in circles, and the tracks still followed me. Something invisible. I reached down to grab whatever it was, and a small, white dog appeared in my arms. She was a long-haired yappy dog, with a pink bow in her hair. Maggie looked confused and walked over to look at the completely normal, no longer invisible, dog I held in my arms.

We went back to the van, unable to find the keys for the truck, and we all left. The dog was no longer with me. We drove to a mall, which had been completely overrun by zombies. Despite there being hundreds of them, we drove right up to the doors, and were greeted by a woman, who showed us how to jump the fence to get inside. Inside the mall was actually a prison, with over a dozen floors, all circled around a hollow center. There were no open rooms, only cells, aside from the bottom floor, which was a hilly grass-filled space. The woman showed us around, and gave us two cells on the second floor, overlooking the grassy area. She told us that we were not allowed out of our cells at night, and that it was very dangerous.

It was nighttime, and all the lights were out. We were sitting in the grassy area on the bottom floor with a few other people, who told us that the rules were stupid, and they wanted to do whatever they wanted. Suddenly, the doors opened, and a large figure dressed in full-body, knight’s armor walked in, leading a dozen zombified horses. We all ran to hide, and he didn’t seem to spot us. Zombies flooded the room behind the horses. The figure shackled the zombie horses to the stone walls, equal distance apart from each other, and began circling the room, chanting. The horses started going crazy, and one of them broke the bolts on the wall that kept it shackled in place, but it did not run.

Suddenly, the Grey’s Anatomy group walked in, dressed in formal attire, with Callie leading them, donning a white wedding dress, adorned with red gems. Honestly, it was terrifying. They walked in silently and slowly to the center of the room, where the knight bowed to them, and left. I ran out from our hiding place, and asked Callie what was happening. They all ignored me, and someone ran out and grabbed me, dragging me back to where I had been hiding. The woman who had shown us around the prison grabbed my arm and shoved me into the wall, telling me that I should not be here. The rest of my group was already gone. I shoved her back, and we fought, as I tried to run back out to Callie and the others, but she kept stopping me.

The horse that had broken free suddenly ran forward, and trampled through the group, killing them all. The knight started screaming for the zombies to attack, and they all started clawing and biting at the horses that were still in chains. The woman from the prison and I climbed up a nearby rope ladder up to the second floor, and shut ourselves inside one of the cells. We could still see below, and there was blood flying through the air, landing on the floor that we were on. There was an eerie green light flooding the building, and I became aware that the grassy area was on fire. Green fire.

And then I woke up.

Dream Journal 1/11/16

Present day.

I’m hiking up a long, mountainous trail in the a heavily wooded forest, accompanied by a group of three other individuals, all around my age. The woman in front of me is wearing a large backpack, with large camera equipment sticking out, and is walking with a large stick. She has dark auburn hair, which is pulled into a messy braid. There is a man to my left, who looks a bit nerdy with his black hipster glasses and his nose in a journal. The man at the rear of the group looks to be the oldest. He is handsome and muscular, with tan skin and sandy blond hair. He also has a large backpack on his back, filled with various equipment.

We get to a clearing to the side of the trail, where the ground is rock, and is surrounded by rock walls on 3 sides. We decide to set up camp. I help the other woman set up a large tent, and the men put up the other. We also build a large fire, and set up some of the equipment, which includes several large cameras, a fold-out table, two laptops, and some other machines. Not really sure how it all fit in two back packs.

The sun is setting, and we retreat to our respective tents after hooking up and turning on several machines, each with a different job, and go to sleep. In the middle of the night, the other woman in my tent and I are awoken by a loud scream, a man screaming, and run from our tent. The hipster  nerd is standing by the fire, staring off into the distance, blood splatter covering his shirt and face. The other woman runs to him, shaking his shoulders, asking him what happened, and where blond guys. Blond guy’s name is Charlie. He doesn’t know, he just keeps staring into the distance.

The sun comes up, and we make a plan to go find Charlie. Hipster nerd is in new clothes, but he still has blood in his hair. I don’t think he has spoken yet. We leave the camp and follow a blood trail further up the mountain trail, which is covered in scattered patches of fog. The trees have turned into large rock formations, and we can see caves in the distances to either side of the trail. It is spooky.

There are strange screeches and movements all around us. We come to a large, open area near the top of the mountain, and at the other end, built into the mountain, is a large pyramid. We hear screaming in the distance, and look up just in time to see the large pyramid doors close shut. We run  across the field, but the door will not open back up. There is a balcony near the top of the pyramid, and we can see an opening in the stone where we can get inside.

There are two sides to the pyramid that we can climb, both with different obstacles, and we decide to split to split up. I go off on my own, leaving the other two to take the opposite wall together.

My wall has trickling water, and brightly colored plants sticking out of it. I have hipster nerd’s journal, and flip to a page with a bright purple flower drawn on it. The flower is poisonous, and when I look up at it, there are puffs of purple dust coming out of it. I start climbing, trying to avoid as many types of fauna as I can. I can hear the other two shouting from the other side, but can’t make out their words, or their tones. I continue climbing. Suddenly, a rope falls down beside me, and hipster nerd and the redhead are at the top, yelling that there are Orcs coming, and we need to move. They pull me up the rope and we duck into the pyramid. Inside the pyramid are mountains of gold coins, shaped like ramps against the walls. At the bottom are thousands of snakes, writhing and slithering on top of each other.

The other two are looking through another one of hipster nerd’s books, trying to find anything about the pyramid, when I spy a lever on the wall. Without hesitation, I pull it, and the floor drops, sending all of the gold, and the snakes, plunging into darkness. As the floor drops, vines fall from the ceiling, creating a way to get across to a ledge at the other end, which I hadn’t noticed before. I look back outside the pyramid and see an army of something, dressed in black armor, wielding spears and axes, approaching the pyramid. Hipster nerd starts talking about the history of local Orc clans, and the walls are starting to shake, causing pieces of debris from the pyramid to fall into the open chasm.

Hipster nerd and the redhead are arguing over who will cross first, when I volunteer, and leap to the first vine, grabbing it with ease. I swing to the next one, and hear the redhead jump behind me. I am almost to the other end…

And then I woke up.