[Dr. Octogonopus]

I keep having this dream where me and my friend are stuck in our school, she has a sprained ankle, and every other student, campus police, teacher, everybody, is a zombie. And for some reason, when we used a ghetto-rigged radio of ours to call the military they couldn't come for us. So we ended up fighting off zombies in our bunker, until a week later i made it to my metal fabrication class room and took all the acetylene bottles and made bombs with them and water bottles, blowing our way out.
It was bad ass, and then I found out the next day she had the same dream.
Freaky.