I’ve been having recurring dreams lately about a world full of zombies, but they’re not just random chaos… it feels like a full story unfolding inside my mind
In one of the dreams, I was with a group of people, including a child and a young man, while the world outside was completely collapsing. The streets were dangerous, people were running everywhere, and everything suggested that even the smallest sound could mean death.
We entered a house that felt unfamiliar to me, and I quickly locked all the doors. I felt like hiding was the only option. We chose a tight space inside the room, under the bed, and tried not to make a single sound no matter what happened.
The child was extremely scared, and silence became the only rule for survival. Outside, there was chaos and figures I couldn’t even fully understand, and I kept trying to make everyone stay quiet, as if any movement could expose us.
But the most frightening thing was… that silence was no longer enough
There are many things I haven't finished dreaming about. Would you like to know?