I had a sorta kinda lucid dream last night. Only the very end was lucid, and barely. It was more of an increased awareness thing than an actual lucid dream.
Anyway, the beginning of the dream I'm sitting next to a hot tub, and there's some people sitting around me, some in the hot tub, some out. I'm talking to this guy in the hot tub, and he really wants to go out with this girl in the hot tub across from him. I have this very strong sense that at any moment a zombie outbreak is going to hit. I'm just kind of waiting for it, calm but tense.
The girl the guy likes says something retarded, like ditzy retarded, and I'm like "Are you sure you want to date this girl?" He says he does, and a few seconds later the guy next to me (Outside the hot tub) accidentally cuts himself. A drop of blood lands in the water, and I'm thinking "Here we go..." The water almost instantly turns this kind of crystalline red color, and another drop lands on my pants (This is important). I brush it off, afraid that I'm going to be infected, and start moving away from the pool.
There's some kind of scene transition, and it's in the middle of the apocalypse. The guy in the pool's five year or so old sister is running from the zombies, and there are other people running with her. It's night at this point, and the city's in chaos. She trips, and I pick her up and carry her to the safehouse. Someone else trips, this time closer to my age, and I drag her in too. There are like 20 of us in this classroom and the doors have been locked to keep the zombies out.
A large African American gentleman has us all sit down, and tells us we're going to take a test. It's the end of the world, but since we're in a classroom he's determined to make us do schoolwork. A girl behind me asks the girl I saved (The older one) for a piece of paper. She hands her one, as she has this big stack of loose-leaf paper on her desk. I ask her for one, and she hands me this crinkled-up piece of paper that she had already written on. I guess that's cool, I just saved her life and all, she doesn't owe me a piece of decent paper. Ungrateful punk.
Anyway, at some point in the test she's swapped with a large neckbeardish guy. Good riddance. He starts rubbing his eye, and says his eye itches. It's all red and swollen, and dripping blood. Everyone starts scooting away from him, and he gets mad. I stand up and pick up my chair, and he starts running toward me. I throw it at him and hit him right in the bridge of the nose. He falls but just gets back up. Some other people join in and start hitting him. At this point most of the people in the room have mysteriously disappeared. All that's left is me, the zombie, a guy I know from college (we'll call him Steve), the teacher(Frank), an old lady(Beverly), and some young guy I don't recognize(Ronaldo). The girl who borrowed paper might have still been there, I'm not sure. She won't need a name though because she doesn't do anything. We all start beating on the zombie. Frank pulls out a gun and shoots him. One of the bullets misses and hits Steve, but he's alright. We finally bring down the zombie after like 20 shots and Frank shoots Ronaldo. He says he didn't have the will to survive, and threatens to shoot Steve if he doesn't show more will. The power goes out, and Beverly keeps looking out the window. We tell her to close the sections of fake wall inexplicably placed over all the windows, since the zombies almost certainly heard the gunshots. Sure enough, we hear them beating on the window. It opens, and leads into some kind of weird bar, divided in several places with bookshelves. All these zombies start coming in, but I can barely see them since it's dark. Frank tells us all to charge, and we run forward. They all make it out, but the zombies catch me and I have trouble getting through. I think "Oh well, at least they made it out" and fall into the bar (They all jumped across the tops of the bookshelves). I look around and realize that the zombies aren't really that zombie-ish. They're having some kind of party, in fact. Apparently when that drop of blood hit me I was infected, because they didn't have a problem with me joining their party. There were alcoholic beverages and the girl serving them was naked. I guess they were Slaaneshi zombies. I was okay with this, and decided I'd like being a zombie. This is where I became kind of lucid, I had some kind of partial awareness that it wasn't real, and woke up pretty quickly.
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