Oh my wow,take me long enough to bother to finish writing my now very old zombie dream? I'm continuing from where I left off.
Then I saw another, then another. I panicked and threw the bears away from me and screamed.
I ran down the steps, past the startled Rukia that had already made her way down the steps. I ran out the broken down dor to outside. It looked like I came out of a tomb ruins. Rubbble was everywhere.
When I looked to my right I saw my lil bro was standing there, mutilated by the infectionthat killed him. Horrified I ran to my left but my big bro stood there, mutilated aswell. I screamed and ran the direction they weren't in.
Rukia yelled at me to stop running, bt I didn't stop. hen I got past the ruins to the back treet I collasped to my knees from exhaustion. I hasped for the little breath my thight lungs could obtain. Tears welled up behind my eyes, but the numbness wouldn't let them roll. My eyes burned.
Rukia had caught up to me and tried to calm me down. She asked what was wrong, what was it that had caused me to freak out.
I was in too much schook to answer. I looked up and just passed her head I saw my dog, standing on the back door steps of one of the houses. His name was Zombie, h was a blonde lapso alopso, a small bulky, hairy, flat-faced dog, with ears that blended onto his head, and his long hairy tail curled upward.
His eyes, his eyes were red and veiny. I jumped to my feet. As I saw my younger brother come out from the door behindZombie, hisface was half rotted, veiny and red.
I couldn't scream. I turned away and saw more small dogs of differnet breeds with the same eyes as Zombie, my big bro was with them. My schest and stomach filled with fear. I snagged Rukia's han and ran dwnthe street and focred her inside one of thehouse's back door.
She tried to demand what I was doing, where I was dragging her. What was wrong? I knew should couldn't see. That onl I could see. See the halusinations, that was caused by the infectrion. I told her I'll explain later.
In my head I knew that the infection would get me by using my memoires, my connection with my past, my loved ones. As long as I could see, it could get me.
Death grip on Rkia's hand I pulled her, house through house, up and down countless nameless streets. I could see them. More and more, red everywhere.
My eyes burned and soon my whole vision was red. I continued to run and I ran some more. My vision blured as I tried to run fro what I could see, but wasn't trully there.
Suddenly everything went black. Surprised, I dropped to myknees, heaving breaths.
Something between my fingers moved then became still and very cold. I turned my head and looked behind me. All I saw was blackness and the remains of the girls face.
Red.
Hah! finally! The dream is all typed out! I feel an acomplishment. Sorry for the spelling errors and same with grammer. I wasn't looking at the screen, but the notebook that the dream was written in. biggrin
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