Dream #1,295

Dreamt I was watching what looked like two people leaning against a wall. One was a white man and the other a black woman. As they talked, my view widened, and I could see they were just heads and torsos. Their arms and legs had been torn off and were nothing more than bloody stumps.

“Why aren’t we dead?” the man asked the woman.

“We were attacked by zombies. We’ll die, but we won’t really die. Maybe the contagion is keeping us conscious?”

“We are going to make pathetic zombies, aren’t we?”

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