Typically I don't remember my dreams, in fact it wasn't until recently that I even started to remember them. Anyway it was the end of the world, it was me and my friend dave running around some city. First aliens showed up but for only like 10 minutes, they were shooting lasers and running around being their ever so weird green selves. Blowing shit up and flying their crazy silver saucers blinking lights that met every color of the spectrum. It was more like some horrifying Pink Floyd laser show minus the music and with lots of acid.
Then all of a sudden they just disappeared, there was a break for a few minutes and then people started turning into zombies. They started running around biting everything from birds to fish to fat people who couldn't run. Zombies were every where, I wasn't scared per say, I was just running away from them with my friend Dave. We made it to a building and hid under a bed. Which is weird because hiding under a bed is not mentioned anywhere in my very detailed zombie survival plan. Anyway I peeked out after everything calmed down and all the zombies were gone.
Then there was a super loud crashing sound I looked up and there standing just over the top of the office building across the street was a giant purple t-rex. He was smashing this fictional city of mine. So me and Dave run out into the street and start following the crowd. All of a sudden this giant 12 foot black guy runs up and is like jump on my back. So I do and he takes off some how Dave is keeping up and I look over at him and I'm like "Dave you gotta get one of these".
Then I wake up.
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