Trapped in the Zombie Apocalypse

Date: 1/29/2017

I was in a strange building with strange, futuristic architectural design. The room I was in was a cylinder-shaped room, with a spiral staircase in the center, and hallways branching off in the cardinal directions. People were milling around me. Klaxons started sounding, and those classic spinning red alarm lights turned on. At that point, everbody panicked, and started running off in the different hallways. I didn't know who to follow. I ran over to a wall, and opened a janitorial closet which I hadn't noticed before. The closet door was attached flimsily, with a huge gap between the hinges and the wall. The lock wouldn't engage, so I ran back out. At this point, I noticed feet and danglings hands appearing at the top of the staircase, descending in unison, one step at a time. At this moment, I knew I was in the zombie apocalypse. The dream ended there.