Wacky Dream Marathon

I was walking through Lancaster Mall with Anthony because we were going to go to the Coffee Mill for supper. When we got to the restaurant, there was a sign posted saying that they had moved. A guy who used to work at Xerox with me, Shawn, appeared at the door (looking a little worse for wear than when I last saw him).

"It's just down here now," he told us, and we followed him through the mall towards where the West Side Library. Suddenly we were outside and at some sort of campground.

The restaurant wasn't in sight, but there was a single cabin that doubled as the office. Shawn was talking about how science didn't really exist and all there really was in the world was magic. I can't really think of how to describe his experiment but I'll try.

He had two rows of what looked like escalator stairs. They were huge, gun metal grey and had dozens of peaks and dips. Sort of like - /\/\/\/\/\/ He could use a gigantic crank to make them move, but they never actually touched the ground. "See! Magic!" (I had to agree with him-it made sense at the time.)

Skip ahead a few hours, and we were walking back towards the cabin. There was an M&M Meats visit in there somewhere, but I can't remember enough details to make it interesting... There were people lined up and not moving much. Those that were moving were walking strangely with jerky movements.

I looked at Anthony, and said "If those are zombies, I'm waking up." Sure enough, they were zombies. I went into the cabin, and was just about to shut the door when a zombie woman attempted to get in. Just before I got the door shut, she spit at me and got my arm.

I calmly walked into the bathroom, washed my arm, and then said "Wake up." And I did.

After I fell back to sleep, I had a bunch of bizarre dreams in a row. They were short, and I would wake up every 15 minutes or so.

posted by Lisa at 8:58 AM |