So there was this zombie infection, people would start sweating and their eyes would get purple rings around them and they moved slowly, trying to bite others but not eat them. I was first with that sleepy intern from Bones and possibly Dr. Shepherd from Grey's Anatomy, then the sleepy intern sacrificed himself for me. But the zombies didn't stay zombies for long, the effects of the bite wore off after about ten minutes. I got a baseball bat and started smashing heads in a very very real, disturbing way, but I couldn't seem to swing the bat very hard. Then my friend Shawn showed up and said he'd protect me but he turned into a zombie so I smashed his head.
At some point we were fighting zombies in an amusement park, kind of like in Zombieland, but different because it was day out and I was on one of those concrete platforms next to the giant swinging Viking ship.
On a side note, my friend Shawn has shown up in three of my dreams thus far. How odd.
On another side note, I love Woody Harrelson.
Also, this was from a few nights ago and I just forgot to write it down.
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