Tom Cruise Zombie Dream

[Soylent Brice]

so, i had a zombie dream with Tom Cruise in it last night. i don't presume to know what that might mean, but it was AWESOME.

so there he is running through an abandoned airport, sliding down escalator railing, and through a seemingly war-torn apocalyptic zombie paradise of a city.

i'm not with him, but watching from angles, as i came to later realize, was more like watching a movie than anything else. this being extremely strange considering 99% of my dreams are in 1st person.

so Tom makes it out to the sticks. it was pretty intense. he avoided having to kill a single zombie by simply running. kind of reminded me of Run Lola Run, but funnier. i could hear the faint sound of the music from Benny Hill during a chase scene.

so out in the countryside he runs into a house, and then the dream changes. suddenly the dream is now in first person and i am in this house with about a dozen other survivors. Tom is carrying on about how we need to get the fuck out of there because we're "not safe", and it doesn't matter that we have things like an ironing board nailed to the front door as a "barricade" and that curtains being drawn will not "trick the zombies" into thinking we're not really there.

so he spouts out and does his little spastic display and decides that he "will not sit around waiting for the hordes to find and corner" him. he says "i'm outta here and anyone can come with if they choose", as he walks backwards towards the front window - obviously making for the front door, when i think to myself:

-how funny would it be if after all he made it through the zombies came crashing in at this exact moment and grabbed his ass...

what happened next, to my astonishing delight, was what looked like at least 4 pairs of undead, bleeding, necrotic arms come crashing through the window and grab Tom by his chest and face. then eventually what appeared to be the sheer force of an entire legion of undead on the other side of the wall causing the entire wall to come crashing down on poor old Tom.

and then i awoke.

i chuckled. but then felt bad for poor old Tom. he did, after all, warn us.


wierdest dream i've had in months. had to share it.