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Zombies and Corpses and Vampires, Oh My!
(12/22/00)

    When the dream opened, I was waking up in my bedroom. I noted that the window was tiny, at least an eighth of the size it was in my actual bedroom. Outside, I saw that my favorite jewelry box had been crushed into a thousand pieces, thrown out the window, and was rapidly being covered by the falling snow. In the middle of the room, I saw a note hanging from the ceiling. It read, "Since you decided to leave your room such a mess, I decided to invite all of my friends from the outdoors --Skoochie" (Skoochie is my cat). I knew instantly that my father had written the note.
    In a blind rage, I tore up the stairs, and suddenly the Black Anger of vampiric rage overtook me. Inwardly, I was frightened, but it was only in the very core of myself. The outer layers were unaffected, and the inner watched the outer as I flew past my father, who was sitting in the den. It was then that the inner shreds of my being were able to hold down the rest of me, so that I didn't kill someone. I literally flew, and I realized that I was out of my body (though I honestly don't think that I really was). Shouted down to my father, "Mortal! Can you hear me?" He mouthed the word "yes".
    "Why did you break it? Why did you trespass into my territory, and break what belonged to me?" I demanded.
    "You left your room a mess. I figured it didn't really matter to you"
    "It was not your room!"
    I looked into the loft above our den, which was his bedroom, and said, "Your room is as much of a mess as mine. You'll pay for breaking it."
I was too choked by my own anger to continue to speak, so I continued up into his bedroom, and tore his bed into pieces, hurling the pieces of wood out the window.
    When I returned downstairs, it was no longer my house, but some other place. There were zombies everywhere, and they were eating my friends. One of them came toward my cat, and I stood over her, snarling protectively. The zombies backed off. One said, "She's one of us. Leave her be," and they went on eating people, biting their legs off. I watched helplessly as the blood poured onto the floor in profusion from a multitude of bodies that they had dismembered with their teeth.
    There was a flash, and I stood staring out the window again, only in place of my broken jewelry box, my cat was lying, half covered by snow, dead. I tried many necromantic rituals, (this is what I called them in my dream) but at last I determined that she had been dead for too long. Someone had been very careful in handling the body, and looking it over, I saw that she had been drained by a zombie. I tore out of my bedroom, and confronted them, hissing with rage and sorrow.

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