who knew? zombie-land isn't a utopia
Jun. 28th, 2009 06:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bellchroniclesMy dream last night had PLOT and stuff!
The number of zombies in the world slowly but surely growing. Us remaining humans fought back for a long time, but there reached this point of no going back, and the zombies launched a massive attack that’d be pointless to resist. When they unleashed their hordes, I decided to not put off the inevitable, and gave in. I let one bite me, and it was like powering up—I could even see my energy bar going up! (The long-lasting effect video games have had on me, let me show you.)
It was amazing, being a zombie: I was now timeless. I could stay up all night reading! I could read for the rest of eternity! (Like I do much reading now, lol.) The first I thing I did was go to the library to pick up books. I couldn’t wait to get started!
Yet… when I went back, later, they’d closed off the library. It was off-limits, for some reason unclear to me. Zombies against self-education?? Just say no to reading?? I wouldn’t be put off so easily, and found ways to sneak in; a couple of like-minded zombies joined me, and we sought books together.
Then came the looting.
It was an anarchy. No laws, no rules, aside from this: the strongest wins. Zombies started to steal from one another, INCLUDING MY BOOKS. I remember looking at one, she’d stolen a heap of treasures she didn’t want for reasons beyond the joy of possessing. She had on a crown, a regal mantle, and a pile of books. All this and more was hers, because she’d taken it. And I didn’t dare to take it back, because I’d have to fight for it.
I wondered how long all zombies would be able to continue in relative lack of conflict. With all the humans gone, how would we eat? Would we turn on each other? What had started as an empowerment was going in the direction of dog-eat-dog.
I woke up around then. Off the top of my head I can ramble a couple of interpretations. But mostly, how cool! This plotty a dream! :D
The number of zombies in the world slowly but surely growing. Us remaining humans fought back for a long time, but there reached this point of no going back, and the zombies launched a massive attack that’d be pointless to resist. When they unleashed their hordes, I decided to not put off the inevitable, and gave in. I let one bite me, and it was like powering up—I could even see my energy bar going up! (The long-lasting effect video games have had on me, let me show you.)
It was amazing, being a zombie: I was now timeless. I could stay up all night reading! I could read for the rest of eternity! (Like I do much reading now, lol.) The first I thing I did was go to the library to pick up books. I couldn’t wait to get started!
Yet… when I went back, later, they’d closed off the library. It was off-limits, for some reason unclear to me. Zombies against self-education?? Just say no to reading?? I wouldn’t be put off so easily, and found ways to sneak in; a couple of like-minded zombies joined me, and we sought books together.
Then came the looting.
It was an anarchy. No laws, no rules, aside from this: the strongest wins. Zombies started to steal from one another, INCLUDING MY BOOKS. I remember looking at one, she’d stolen a heap of treasures she didn’t want for reasons beyond the joy of possessing. She had on a crown, a regal mantle, and a pile of books. All this and more was hers, because she’d taken it. And I didn’t dare to take it back, because I’d have to fight for it.
I wondered how long all zombies would be able to continue in relative lack of conflict. With all the humans gone, how would we eat? Would we turn on each other? What had started as an empowerment was going in the direction of dog-eat-dog.
I woke up around then. Off the top of my head I can ramble a couple of interpretations. But mostly, how cool! This plotty a dream! :D
