I don’t usually discuss something as personal as a dream publicly, but this one I really wanted to share.<\/p>\n
I had a quasi-nightmare last night. There was this virus that turned you into this ugly, violent creature (probably inspired by zombie stories, NIght of the Comet,<\/em> I Am Legend, <\/em>and the reavers from Firefly<\/em>). The people that had been turned were mostly big, powerfully built men at first. It was their job to spread this virus to other people.<\/p>\n I was in this large building with a huge meeting hall and several smaller rooms intended for other purposes. The one I was in was a basic meeting room with another refugee I’d never met before. She and I got caught by the creature and injected with the virus. We ran, thinking that at least we could get out before we were given instructions or turned into tools.<\/p>\n As we were running my companion was starting to turn. A greenish warty substance started snaking a line down her face, showing the change. She was really scared, and looked at me as we ran.<\/p>\n “You’re not turning!” she said, out of breath.<\/p>\n “Oh, that,” I said, as if I’d just remembered. “Well, you can choose not to.”<\/p>\n “Oh, yeah,” she said, and her face cleared up.<\/p>\n I woke up after that.<\/p>\n But I found it a pretty powerful dream.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I don’t usually discuss something as personal as a dream publicly, but this one I really wanted to share. I had a quasi-nightmare last night. There was this virus that turned you into this ugly, violent creature (probably inspired by zombie stories, NIght of the Comet, I Am Legend, and the reavers from Firefly). The … <\/p>\n