Alajas Ajani. The zombie outbreak in some latin country. I got an extremely vivid depiction of small children being torn apart by their bloodthirsty parents. One little girl made it out alive and ran off into the fields, covered in blood much like that scene from Inglorious Basterds.
The second part of the dream was way crazier. I was with Don and we were supposed to be going to a nice restaurant, but i guess that changed. I was on a huge buss that was taking a large group of EHS people up north. We had done it before with less people, but now there were more for some reason. A lot more. I tried to go sit up next to Anne Pennington, but ended up sitting next to Marshall Weisiger and her friends. I think Anne said she didn't really want to sit with me. Well, somehow I ended up on a net outside of the buss. there were wolves and dear all around as we tore down the snowy road. The wolves kept jumping up to bite me, but I dodged each time. We finally got to this big right turn across a small river. For some reason there was a big fence with people (and wolves) on the other side. As we came around the turn, ALL the wolves came at the buss and the people couldn't hold them off. Luckily they didn't get me and we drove off pretty fast. We came to a rival school for safety, but they started beating up the kids that got off the buss. We were also in a stadium and thousands of people were watching this happen. A bunch of dudes (the rugby team) put on big leather arm-length gloves with metal studs all over them and started beating people up hardcore. I decided I wasn't about to watch my friends get kicked around so I ran in and tackled the captain. I punched him in the face a couple times, and apparently I did it really hard because his face was all mushy and bloody and pale. He tried to do a double-legged take down but I sprawled. He felt so weak. I wrestled him down and got him in a head lock (with the arm inside too) and kept him pinned. After I was sure I had won I walked out and stood in a line near the buss with the other students. Their coach saw him and asked "WHO DID THIS?" so I stepped forward and said "I did..." They gave a speech about how the boy was captain of the team and how he was in the student government and now people would have to see him like this. I was about to explode with retorts about how it wasn't very mature or presidential or anything like that of him to beat up our students with a big mailed glove, but my Mom woke me up, so I never got to say anything.
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