Dream Log
Had a strange nightmare this morning.
I dreamt that a friend of mine was doing hormone experiments on rats and stumbled across a disatrous combination. I'd somehow gotten a hold of the lab tape, so I saw the mutant rat burst out of its glass cage and kill him. I think it got out and was infecting people in Seattle, so things started getting really crazy. I took some friends and drove down to Portland on our way to Florida.
While we were stopping to grab something to eat, I got a call on my cellphone from a friend back home. He was panicking-- "You've gotta help me, Josie, you just gotta!" I told him to calm down and get the hell out of there. There was silence on the line and then the call ended. I wanted to get back into the car and go, but my companions thought I was being paranoid.
I went into a high-rise office building (for what reason, I'm not sure) and a receptionist brought me a green carnation, explaining that there was a group of people there to see me. I walked up to them --it appeared to be someone's mixmatch of a family-- and noticed that all had tiny, bloody scratches on their faces and were moving oddly, shambling like zombies. I turned and ran to the stairwell, pushing over anyone who tried to pursue us.
I heard one of the women say something about how we were leaving for our hidey hole and she sent one of the men after us. We slipped out of the stairwell onto one of the lower floors to use the elevator. And then I woke up.
I dreamt that a friend of mine was doing hormone experiments on rats and stumbled across a disatrous combination. I'd somehow gotten a hold of the lab tape, so I saw the mutant rat burst out of its glass cage and kill him. I think it got out and was infecting people in Seattle, so things started getting really crazy. I took some friends and drove down to Portland on our way to Florida.
While we were stopping to grab something to eat, I got a call on my cellphone from a friend back home. He was panicking-- "You've gotta help me, Josie, you just gotta!" I told him to calm down and get the hell out of there. There was silence on the line and then the call ended. I wanted to get back into the car and go, but my companions thought I was being paranoid.
I went into a high-rise office building (for what reason, I'm not sure) and a receptionist brought me a green carnation, explaining that there was a group of people there to see me. I walked up to them --it appeared to be someone's mixmatch of a family-- and noticed that all had tiny, bloody scratches on their faces and were moving oddly, shambling like zombies. I turned and ran to the stairwell, pushing over anyone who tried to pursue us.
I heard one of the women say something about how we were leaving for our hidey hole and she sent one of the men after us. We slipped out of the stairwell onto one of the lower floors to use the elevator. And then I woke up.