So lately I've been having these apocalyptic dreams, mostly involving zombies. I'm usually either stuck in the city, a specific building, or mysterious installation X. I had one dream where it was alien invasion and the city was getting butchered, but it's mostly zombies.
Sometime people I know are there (including my multiple personality disordered Staff), and I always manage to survive myself, yet I find one thing very strange: Not once have I ever had possession of the traditional zombie killer. The shotgun.
Lousy, low budget indie dreams. I bet Phil has something to do with this; always on the go an such.