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Oh, let me tell you about one of my dreams from today.
So, the gist of it was that I and either my friend from real life or some other guy were fighting off zombies, the kind from the movie *28 Days Later*! We were in some kind of forest cabin by the road, a tall one (like a hut on chicken legs, like in the Dobrynya Nikitich tale). I was looking out from there and saw campfires, people running, others lying around... it was as if some kind of festival was supposed to take place, and all sorts of hikers had gathered, but then this mess happened. Initially, there were several of us, but some of them left somewhere, and they might have turned into zombies. And someone else wanted to join us, but we chased them away (they were peaceful). So, we were sitting in the cabin with this guy, fighting off the monsters. They were fast and strong, even jumping through the window and climbing the stairs. I was hitting them with some kind of whip, more like a bathrobe belt, but it was definitely a combat whip (a combat bathrobe belt, lol), because it was seriously damaging the zombies. It even knocked off parts of their heads. Anyway, that's how we were fighting them off. I even had to strangle my cat because it turned into a zombie (yes, it also affects animals, and they just attack). The little bastard didn't want to die, so I strangled him with this belt. I felt bad, but I wanted to live. Then I don't remember, I think the dream ended... but there were more and more zombies.
Yeah, that's what kind of hero I am. And you didn't believe me! You fools.
Maybe the dream was caused by watching the movies *28 Days Later* and *28 Weeks Later*, which I was rewatching that week, or maybe by yesterday's episode of *Supernatural* about zombies.
And yes, to truly feel the danger and fear of my dream, watch these two movies! Or rather, the two parts of this movie
So, the gist of it was that I and either my friend from real life or some other guy were fighting off zombies, the kind from the movie *28 Days Later*! We were in some kind of forest cabin by the road, a tall one (like a hut on chicken legs, like in the Dobrynya Nikitich tale). I was looking out from there and saw campfires, people running, others lying around... it was as if some kind of festival was supposed to take place, and all sorts of hikers had gathered, but then this mess happened. Initially, there were several of us, but some of them left somewhere, and they might have turned into zombies. And someone else wanted to join us, but we chased them away (they were peaceful). So, we were sitting in the cabin with this guy, fighting off the monsters. They were fast and strong, even jumping through the window and climbing the stairs. I was hitting them with some kind of whip, more like a bathrobe belt, but it was definitely a combat whip (a combat bathrobe belt, lol), because it was seriously damaging the zombies. It even knocked off parts of their heads. Anyway, that's how we were fighting them off. I even had to strangle my cat because it turned into a zombie (yes, it also affects animals, and they just attack). The little bastard didn't want to die, so I strangled him with this belt. I felt bad, but I wanted to live. Then I don't remember, I think the dream ended... but there were more and more zombies.
Yeah, that's what kind of hero I am. And you didn't believe me! You fools.
Maybe the dream was caused by watching the movies *28 Days Later* and *28 Weeks Later*, which I was rewatching that week, or maybe by yesterday's episode of *Supernatural* about zombies.
And yes, to truly feel the danger and fear of my dream, watch these two movies! Or rather, the two parts of this movie
Be strong. Believe