ZOMBIES AMONG US

Date: 8/16/2019

At first, I saw a zombie walking on some train tracks. A chunk of his skull was missing. He looked thirsty for some flesh. It looked right. I felt safe. Then I saw another zombie, this guy was missing a piece of his jaw. Legit. I felt like I'm at home. But then, I saw what looked my character's wife. And she was conscious, uninfected --- or so it seemed. She came towards me and started to make comments about my fingers looked good... as in... they looked appetizing. That was unnerving. Then she continued to speak, rather coherently about how she'd never eat them, but then immidiately proceeded to come closer sniff them with the intent of licking them. Other 'friendly' faces peered around the corner... seemingly afflicted by the same disorder. Not yet a zombie, but no longer a human. I felt unsafe. This was no longer my home. I was surrounded --- and didn't even try to fight or run away --- these were my loved ones after all. I gave in, let them group up on top of me, with the intent of enjoying my flesh and I just waited until their teeth inevitably would sink in. The last moments of the dream, I just saw my hands sticking out of the group, relaxing into my experience of confused powerlessness.