Bird Flu Zombies
The entire dream was lit and "shot" like a 50's B-Movie. There was even some sort of narration, commenting on the unfolding drama...Anyway, as far as I remember, it all began with a scene at an Ice Rink. People were merrily skating around, carefree, laughing; oblivious to the awful tragedy that was about to befall them. But somehow I was aware that things were about to turn very nasty. Maybe I'd had some premonition, or perhaps I'd been given a tip-off - what ever the reason - I had foreknowledge of the coming disaster, and as such I had a little precious time in which to prepare and ensure my survival. (The narrator gruffly voiced something akin to "ONLY ONE MAN KNEW THE TRUTH..."). I pushed through crowds of ignorantly happy people, all watching the skaters and enjoying their day, "Get out of my way!" I shouted , as I began to run. I remember thinking something along the lines of "these poor idiots - if only they knew" as I dashed and sprinted, weaving my way past people. A stream of doomed, smiling faces - "At least they'll die happy" I thought to myself.
As I was running I heard someone out on the ice start to scream...I turned and looked over my shoulder. A young woman had fallen over and was screaming, pointing at her legs. "Its beginning..."I whispered under my breath. A crowd began to form around the woman, watching in horror as her legs writhed and squirmed, splitting the fabric of her trousers. Her legs banged tightly together and then, to the shocked gasps of all those watching, they began to fuse together - moulding themselves into one single appendage. The toes began to transform, growing into yellowy claws; the skin transformed itself into hard, brittle, goose-bumped flesh. Finally it became apparent that the woman's legs had morphed into one giant chicken leg. People began to flee from the ice, screaming and shouting in terror...The woman sprang up on to her one big chicken leg and began to hop menacingly towards the shore, her eyes glazed over; zombiefied!
Next thing I know I'm busily rummaging through cupboards and drawers and packing a bag - full of survival essentials; tinned food, water sterilization kits, pen knife's, torches etc (by the way, bar the tinned food, I actually own none of these items in real life) . I slung the bag over my shoulder and frantically ran down a long set of spiralling stairs, crashed through some doors and started to race through an underground car park, leaving a wake of sweat behind me. I jumped in my car, turned on the radio and sped off. The news blared out of the speakers..."reports indicate that the disease is spreading at an unprecedented pace..." I suddenly thought "Damn! I'm going to need a wind-up radio - only wind-up radio's will work soon!". As I was thinking this, some one staggered out in front of the car...For a second I panicked, but as the car hit them and they went over the windshield I could plainly see that I'd only hit a zombie. It was at this point that I began to look more closely out of the windows. All around me, on the streets and clambering across the roads, were hoards of crazy-eyed, chicken-legged, bird flu zombies. Without mercy I found myself ploughing them down, so appalled was I by the grotesque hopping beasts.
I screeched to a halt outside a shop and made a mad dash for the door. Safely inside I started searching the deserted super-market for a Wind-Up Radio. I managed to find one, but when I back outside my car was gone! "Oh, Sh..." I thought and started running for it...
Next thing I remember is seeing a huge city far off on the horizon, in the direction I was running. I remember thinking "That looks like New York...but it can't be, because there's only one world trade centre tower on that horizon". Then it dawned on me that I was looking at the next city that was going to be attacked. I stopped running and trying to figure out what city it was from the distant silhouettes of the buildings...For some reason I was momentarily convinced it was a city in Germany. "It must be Berlin!" my dream self said, "That's Al-Quedia's next target!". But then, in the next moment, I'd change my mind and became concluded it was Seattle..."That cityscape looks just like the beginning of Fraiser" I thought,. Convinced that Seattle was in grave danger of an impending cataclysmic terrorist attack I ran, faster and faster, hoping I could get there in time to somehow prevent it....
Alas, I awoke before I'd had the chance to warn anyone...
As I was running I heard someone out on the ice start to scream...I turned and looked over my shoulder. A young woman had fallen over and was screaming, pointing at her legs. "Its beginning..."I whispered under my breath. A crowd began to form around the woman, watching in horror as her legs writhed and squirmed, splitting the fabric of her trousers. Her legs banged tightly together and then, to the shocked gasps of all those watching, they began to fuse together - moulding themselves into one single appendage. The toes began to transform, growing into yellowy claws; the skin transformed itself into hard, brittle, goose-bumped flesh. Finally it became apparent that the woman's legs had morphed into one giant chicken leg. People began to flee from the ice, screaming and shouting in terror...The woman sprang up on to her one big chicken leg and began to hop menacingly towards the shore, her eyes glazed over; zombiefied!
Next thing I know I'm busily rummaging through cupboards and drawers and packing a bag - full of survival essentials; tinned food, water sterilization kits, pen knife's, torches etc (by the way, bar the tinned food, I actually own none of these items in real life) . I slung the bag over my shoulder and frantically ran down a long set of spiralling stairs, crashed through some doors and started to race through an underground car park, leaving a wake of sweat behind me. I jumped in my car, turned on the radio and sped off. The news blared out of the speakers..."reports indicate that the disease is spreading at an unprecedented pace..." I suddenly thought "Damn! I'm going to need a wind-up radio - only wind-up radio's will work soon!". As I was thinking this, some one staggered out in front of the car...For a second I panicked, but as the car hit them and they went over the windshield I could plainly see that I'd only hit a zombie. It was at this point that I began to look more closely out of the windows. All around me, on the streets and clambering across the roads, were hoards of crazy-eyed, chicken-legged, bird flu zombies. Without mercy I found myself ploughing them down, so appalled was I by the grotesque hopping beasts.
I screeched to a halt outside a shop and made a mad dash for the door. Safely inside I started searching the deserted super-market for a Wind-Up Radio. I managed to find one, but when I back outside my car was gone! "Oh, Sh..." I thought and started running for it...
Next thing I remember is seeing a huge city far off on the horizon, in the direction I was running. I remember thinking "That looks like New York...but it can't be, because there's only one world trade centre tower on that horizon". Then it dawned on me that I was looking at the next city that was going to be attacked. I stopped running and trying to figure out what city it was from the distant silhouettes of the buildings...For some reason I was momentarily convinced it was a city in Germany. "It must be Berlin!" my dream self said, "That's Al-Quedia's next target!". But then, in the next moment, I'd change my mind and became concluded it was Seattle..."That cityscape looks just like the beginning of Fraiser" I thought,. Convinced that Seattle was in grave danger of an impending cataclysmic terrorist attack I ran, faster and faster, hoping I could get there in time to somehow prevent it....
Alas, I awoke before I'd had the chance to warn anyone...
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