I had a weird dream about Zombies last night. It was not really that scary. Pretty much it was at Mom and Dad's house, but the Zombies weren't after me really. I was watching what was going on with a bored expression, like this was a bad and not scary movie that I was watching for the 100th time. The creatures munched on friends and family or chased them through shopping malls and appeared on airplanes instead of flight attendants, but I remained calm and bored throughout the whole dream.