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Nightmare #260 – Zombie Kill DIY

“…they hurried after me and got in too before the doors closed…”

“…they hurried after me and got in too before the doors closed…”


(Female) My boyfriend and I finally got around to watching Zombieland the other night and then I had this nightmare. The dream, at least the first part, was such a blatant rip-off of the movie that the directors should get royalties. The later part of the dream was out of my own imagination however.

I was part of a small group of survivors who were running around, trying to avoid zombies or fight them when necessary to stay alive– just like the movie.

Then we met a group of very wealthy survivors who spoke with British accents and who were living in luxury in a tall apartment building in the middle of the city. They had guards all around their building so they were safe, and they took us in. We stayed with them for a while and foraged around in the nearby shops for food and whatever else we needed. We were safe, it seemed.

After an outing, I was coming into the building through the front door. There were guards at the door and zombies outside. The guards were distracted for a moment, and two zombies slipped through the doors behind me. The guards didn’t realize these zombies were inside the building. I made a dash for the elevator, thinking I could outrun them. I made it inside the elevator, but they hurried after me and got in too before the doors closed. “You aren’t supposed to be in here,” I said. “The guards will shoot you.” “No one’s stopping us,” they sneered back at me. I knew I was going to have to kill them myself. Supposedly they died when their necks were broken, but I couldn’t break two zombie necks at the same time.
Instead, I reached out and grabbed them both by the neck, like at the voicebox. I sunk my fingers in and grabbed tight, and I twisted hard and tore— I tore out a huge bloody chunk out of each of their necks. The zombies looked surprised as they crumpled at my feet and the elevator doors closed. I rode up to the penthouse, feeling elated and proud of myself.