Had a crazy zombie dream last night. I was in a house, and the folks that were inside the house, started turning. Would look like a normal person, then pounce viciously. I remember being upstairs, and only one or two people were left. I said "hand me my machete", and it was on from there. That thing was amazingly sharp, cause I started slicing through zombie skulls like slicing butter with a hot knife. Got the house cleared, but the door was so busted in that it couldnt be shut. I went outside, and was somehow able to float up, and look around, and saw a zombie hoard pouring over the mountainside. I knew then it was time to go.
And thats all I remembered! Must of been the chimichangas I ate before bed lol.