I had a recurring dream that I've had before. Let me type it all out before I forget.
It was another zombie-related dream. It was way in the future, when zombie outbreaks have ravaged the Earth. The last remnants of society were trying to survive and escape the zombies. I was included in that group. We ran north through a school, and barricaded the door so the zombies couldn't get to us.
North of this school happened to be the edge of the land. Our plan was to travel north by boat to the North Pole continent of Anastasia, which had its own people, food, fresh water, and customs. We would try to find a cure for the zombies there.
As the zombies pounded against the barricaded door, we put together a boat and got into it. One of our crew members got turned into a zombie, so we had to leave them behind. We jumped on the boat and set sail.
On the way there, one of the crew members recounted how their older brother was at a club set adrift in the waters. Apparently, not too long ago at that club one of the party people got infected and became a zombie. And they turned everyone else into zombies as well while people were trying to escape. No one survived.
As we passed this place we saw the horde of zombies staring at us and trying to get us. We avoided them and continued north.
Finally, in the end of my recurring dream, we reach the North Pole continent of Anastasia. The Anastasians welcomed us kindly, but unfortunately we are not able to find a cure for the zombies there. So as a group we decide to just integrate into their society and live out the rest of our days there. The end.
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I don't know why I always have this dream, but it's interesting for sure. Someone should make a movie or book out of it.
