They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From the Dead!!

I had a pair of zombie dreams last night.  I’m accustomed to having strange dreams, but there aren’t many that I’d consider nightmares.  Last night was definitely the exception.

I “awoke” in my dream in a zombie graveyard, in the middle of a swamp.  I had apparently been sleeping in an alcove that was my shelter from the foggy climate.  Pieces of zombie anatomy covered the swamp, each with a tag listing the expiration date on the various zombie body parts.  The other caretaker of the graveyard explained to me that when the tag expired, the body parts would join up, and the zombies would rise again.  It would then be my job to make sure that they got chopped up into bits so that they wouldn’t break free from their watery prison.  Things were going well (albeit creepy) for a while, until the zombies started reanimating.  Frantically, I tried to slay as many zombies as I could, but they quickly overtook me.  As I fled from the graveyard, the zombies tore me to shreds…and I awoke in a panic.

The next dream wasn’t zombie related, but still rather strange.  I was attending a Dutch university, and wanted to play football for them.  Unfortunately, one of the requirements to join the team was a Dutch heritage.  I was rather upset about that, so I decided to start my own intermural sport.  It was pretty silly.

Back to the zombies…

Again, I awoke in the zombie graveyard…this time it didn’t take quite as long for the zombies to reanimate and start feating on my flesh.  I was pretty upset about it.  Once again, I awoke in a panic.  I hate zombies.