Dream Journal
I was in a house with B and a woman when we heard a big thud and stuff crashing onto the floor in another room. We ran into the room and found a big impression in the wall where something large and heavy had been thrown at the outside of the house. We heard another sound from the other side of the house and found the same thing.
We went into another room and something large was thrown at the outside wall. This time it almost came all of the way through and I could see it was a person. There were a lot of people throwing themselves at the walls trying to get inside, to get to the three of us.
After many of them had thrown themselves at the house there were many holes they could reach through. I was very scared.
One girl smashed most of the way through the wall and then crawled through a large hole she had created. The edges of the hole scratched at her skin until much of her flesh was torn off. I then knew she and the rest of the people attacking the house were zombies.
As more of the zombies came into the house, their flesh hanging from their skin, I recognized a few of them as my students. I thought to myself, “Can’t teach A500 math students A10 subjects. They just won’t get it.”
I finally found a phone, an old rotary, and the other woman dialed 911 while I swung the heavy receiver around hitting the zombies in the room. I yelled at the phone hoping someone at 911 would send help.