(Maybe i just watched too passionately the walking dead and can't wait for 3th season but it was long ago anyway)
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It was sooo fucking scary!
I live in two worlds. The usual shitty, in which we all live and the world is captured by zombies. several times I had a dream about the end of the world. In the world only zombies, and few, escaping, groups of people. I am one of the groups. Everywhere ruins. Panic. Fear. Attack. Battles. Traps. The chase. Death. Chaos.
An eerie feeling of helplessness and hopelessness. I learned how to kill. Chopping the head of zombies. all the time I running away and save. I have a dagger and a sword. When I wake up I feel that I really visited the war. I do not relax during sleep. I'm always in a tone, expecting an attack. In my dream I can not sleep, all the surviving people do not sleep already for a few weeks. Around a lot of traps. I'm trying to come up with a strategy but all a failure.
The last thing I thought that there are no more options, zombies slowly come and all the shelters and hiding places will be destroyed. There is no salvation. I think it is better to kill myself. And then I thought, maybe it's worth to try to lure all the zombies in the ocean?And then blow up the ocean. Then I woke up.
We'll see what happens next)
P.S. Once, I even played the role a zombie.
