Nightmare. 5:30 - 7

It's still vivid in my mind.

Important information: Before I fell asleep, my aunt from Seattle called me and we were talking on the phone.

*start*
I'm in Seattle. I don't understand why. I am walking with my sister and my two cousins, (all three are older than me). Suddenly, my phone rings. I answer it, it's my aunt. She's talking to me and asks why I am in Seattle. I reply back, "I don't know." My two cousins take me into the car. They drive off, and I'm asking why they left my sister behind. They don't answer. We continue driving. We reach a house. At the house, my oldest cousin is talking to me. He's talking to me about hard work, determination, perseverance. About how he has got to where he has gotten today. And for some reason, his method is so forceful that I give him two answers. (Time M and Inability).

*cutscene*

After that, I find my mom and dad. I discover that my mom has a broken bugging device in her pocket. I point it out to her that it's broken. She discovers that it is broken. I demand my mom and dad why we went to Seattle. They won't answer at all. I get extremely frustrated and start yelling at them. They're trying to explain to me. I don't listen. But from bits and pieces, I pick up information that a Canadian Prime Minister became President of the United States of America and is bent on revenge on Canada. He is determined to destroy everyone in Canada. Answers are still not answered as to why I went to Seattle and why my mom had a bug on her.

*cutscene*

There's a guy with Dr. Dre headphones. I ask if I can have them. And he gives it to me.

*cutscene*

I'm in a room. A dimly lit room. In the room, there is a man standing there. His clothes are dark.
On his belt, there are 4 shurikens. In the room, there are 4 axes. 3 light, red axes and 1 heavy, blue axe. Suddenly, the man starts attacking me with the axe. I pick up one of the red axes and run to the corner of the room. He's swinging the axe at me. I block it with my own axe. I run to another corner. He throws the axe at me, I dodge it. He picks up another axe and throws it at me. I dodge it again. He picks up another light axe and comes after me. For some reason, I disabled the axe from him. But now, it seems like I have no axe as well. He throws his shurikens at me. All four are coming right at me. I jump out of my way, and everything turns into slow motion. I dodge the shurikens. At that point, I believe the fight stopped. More people enter the room. Here, I think a few of my close friends: Alexandru, Aaron, Varun enters the room. I don't notice them again. We learn that zombies are coming towards our facility. And everyone is getting ready to escape. To the same guy that just tried to kill me, I asked if he read Crime and Punishment. He said yes. I suggested to carry axes as they were light and easily maneuverable weapons. I pick up a light axe. My attention is brought to a running television on the room. I can see hoardes of zombies entering the building. Someone closes the door, but I realize they are not doors. Instead, they are long vertical strips of plastic, like you see at meat packaging facilities. As the "door" closes, I notice that the door in the tv closes as well. I realize that the camera is pointed at our door. Immediately after, a group of zombies rush past the door. We all run out after the zombies pass by. We head left.

It's exactly like I said before. We're in a meat packaging facility. There is a pungent smell in the air and there is a lot of space around us. The group hurries along the left corridor. We reach a hallway with an open stairwell. Zombies are there. The group slashes the zombies. I slash some zombies, but it's not as easy as it sounds. In a dream, your arm is really heavy. So it was hard for me to slash the zombies. A large portion of the group are infected and turns into zombies. Here, I believe Varun is afflicted with the zombie disease as well. I think here is where his axe falls on the floor. There is a zombie in front of me. Seeing that there is an extra axe on the floor, I fling my axe at that zombie. I think I miss. I pick up the axe on the floor. Alex, Aaron, and I run up the stairs, attacking the other zombies behind us. At the top of the stairwell, there are a few zombies. Aaron and I take care of the zombies on the top floor, while Alex takes care of the zombies coming up the stairs. I hate my weapon. An axe is so short. It's so useless. But I didn't choose the long and heavy axe because it was heavy, especially in the dream. It would be useless. So, the upper level zombies are taken care of. Upstairs, it's another spacey room. This time, with windows lined side to side along the room. Outside, it is sunny. Aaron and I return to Alex, who's still fighting off the zombies coming up the stairs. Aaron takes post along the upper hand rail. Alex is still standing in the middle of the stairs. I am behind him, slashing whatever I can. Suddenly, one of the zombies jump on Alex and scratches him or bites him. I notice it immediately. Alex continues to fight the zombies. After a while, I checked his face. He's still fighting the zombies, but a tinge of blue and green is surging up his face. "Alex.." He turns and looks at me. We both understand. I take his axe and push him down the stairs. I'm still defending the top with Aaron assisting me. Alex, a fully developed zombie, tries to come up. I slash him. (Sorry Alex..) We continue defending. I retreat to the side of Aaron, and we continue to kill the zombies. There are too many zombies. We both have to retreat. As the zombies continue at me, I think I recognize some of them - as people I've seen in real life. This isn't confirmed though. Both of us are being pushed back to the windows. It is as if we are about to die as well.

I look out the window. I see a yellow Hummer drive towards our facility and stop. I tell Aaron. I turn around, break the glass with my axe, running and jumping out of the second floor. Aaron reaches the Hummer before I do. He asks if we can get in the Hummer and escape. The driver is reluctant. I look at the driver. He looks like Dr. Dre. I tell him I have his headphones. I give him his white headphones with red trim. He lets us on the Hummer. We're driving away on the interstate. And the dream slowly fades to black..

I wake up.

*end*

Contributing factors:
- School
- Aunt in Seattle previously called me
- I was reading Crime and Punishment just before I slept
- On Facebook, I saw a picture of Dr. Dre headphones that my friend got.
(I do not know where the zombies came from..)

Additional information:
- I need to wear good boots with tight laces next time I have these kind of dreams. I was wearing my Oakley shoes, but one of them came off easily.
- In no way does this reflect any of my views towards my personal, real life. I do not have anything against anyone. Everyone is an equal to me. If you weren't in my dream, I apologize. It's not that you weren't important. You just weren't in my dream.
- I have never been this scared in a dream before. Partly because of the futility of the weapon. My axe was so short, I was really close to the zombies. Also..it's an AXE. Who the heck uses axes to kill zombies. You need something long range like an assault rifle. And partly because my arms are heavy in dreams. It takes so much energy just to swing once and the swing isn't even powerful. So, I was really scared during the dream. Even when I woke up, I'm still a bit scared. That's why I'm typing it out so I will never forget this dream and see why I'm so scared. It was probably because of the axe.

- What the heck. What kind of a dream is this? I've never had this kind of dream before. Usually, they are action. But the good kind of action. Where I always win. Like a paintball match. A mission. Or not even action, but real life scenarios. Although I won in this dream (sort of?), I've never been this close to being killed myself. .Why did I have this dream?

What the heck?

rawr.