
I straight up had a nightmare about waking up in a tiny cabin in the middle of a big field with way too many people-- went outside and had to shoot some, like 50, zombie grizzly bears0.o I remember the bears kept coming back to life, just more mangled each time; it was only when someone had burned one that they stayed down. the dream ended with us packing our stuff into a semi-truck to try move to a safer place, while packing i had found a box of many many skulls and realized that someone in our group was a murderer, i just didn't know who (which was scarier than the bears).
i did write a short story about it for a course i took a while ago-- which i would share if i knew where the document was...
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