🐷 (Taken with Instagram at Lee’s Sandwiches)
Survival Horror
I had a dream I was in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. My brothers left me in the attic with a sniper rifle and a box full of ammo while they went and searched for survivors. From a small window I was able to see the innocent and the desperate get maimed and devoured by the undead. I had to make snap judgements, deciding who would live or who I would let get eaten alive while I pick off targets. In this dream I was a marksman; popping off heads with a single shot. Survivors in the house managed to get into the attic and threatened me to give up my gun, saying they needed it more than I did. I shot back in defense. And then I woke up.
