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zombie island (dream journal)
I'm on a cruise ship on route to a romote island to populate it I think. But there is another agenda afoot. The ships creator is a crazy scientist similar to frankenstein in that he wants to stop death. His wife isn't much saner. I never see him and although I guess he wants to defeat death I never truly understand his motivation. I reckon he's an asshole though.
I'm a woman and for once I don't change genders while I'm this person. I'm "friends" with the scientists wife and as I've said she is mostly insane. Her husband injects her with z- virus at her insistentce. She goes nuts, jumping on the edge of the ship and calmly and grandly tells me "you can call me Queen." Then she falls forward into the deck and the cruise guards take her away to the infirmary. I say her name "what the hell ...," but as usual I don't recall what it was. I go to visit her regularly because apparently i have no other friends. A couple days later she seems to be getting better and we make plans to have lunch in the dining hall but when I go to get her she has does. I glimpse the body and let's just say she didn't look like she went peacefully.
My character is in denial when I leave this vision and body all together. When I return (in dreams it's nanoseconds but my waking mind can't fathom that) I'm a boy out in a paddock trying with other boys to kill zombie cats, I'm now on the island. Yep. frustratingly no matter what i do, shot, stab or burn nothing bloody works! Apparently that's just the problem with these particular maggot taxis.
Next still as the boy I'm is bizarrely having a school picnic in the worst zone with a zombie zapper (I could market this) to protect us. It was white in a swirling moving mother of pearl way. It's only about two feet high and one has to stretch to over oneself. Don't get in early and you are dead. I survive but barely.
Later I'm having lunch and oops! Some silly billy has left the zombie zapper blinds up! Other then me no one seems terribly concerned. I rush to pull the blinds down and they come shambling along and I have to shove their biting heads out and with the help from others I succeed. Then breathing heavy go back to lunch.
I'm a woman and for once I don't change genders while I'm this person. I'm "friends" with the scientists wife and as I've said she is mostly insane. Her husband injects her with z- virus at her insistentce. She goes nuts, jumping on the edge of the ship and calmly and grandly tells me "you can call me Queen." Then she falls forward into the deck and the cruise guards take her away to the infirmary. I say her name "what the hell ...," but as usual I don't recall what it was. I go to visit her regularly because apparently i have no other friends. A couple days later she seems to be getting better and we make plans to have lunch in the dining hall but when I go to get her she has does. I glimpse the body and let's just say she didn't look like she went peacefully.
My character is in denial when I leave this vision and body all together. When I return (in dreams it's nanoseconds but my waking mind can't fathom that) I'm a boy out in a paddock trying with other boys to kill zombie cats, I'm now on the island. Yep. frustratingly no matter what i do, shot, stab or burn nothing bloody works! Apparently that's just the problem with these particular maggot taxis.
Next still as the boy I'm is bizarrely having a school picnic in the worst zone with a zombie zapper (I could market this) to protect us. It was white in a swirling moving mother of pearl way. It's only about two feet high and one has to stretch to over oneself. Don't get in early and you are dead. I survive but barely.
Later I'm having lunch and oops! Some silly billy has left the zombie zapper blinds up! Other then me no one seems terribly concerned. I rush to pull the blinds down and they come shambling along and I have to shove their biting heads out and with the help from others I succeed. Then breathing heavy go back to lunch.
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