Dreaming in Digital

I had class where we played some sort of strategy game like Starcraft. My cousin was there too, as well as a member of anime club. There was a prize for the winner, but I don't remember what it was. We all played on the floor of a dark, lightless room. It was night, so through the large, glass windows, the moonlight and city lamp posts provided the only lights aside from everyone's laptops. I was in a small class of less than twenty.

I was at university or similar, and it was the end of a large meeting, maybe for my class only or my residence group in first year. A few of us were packing food to take home, as I was. I took apart foil covers to wrap food in, and there were so many. When I finished packing my share, I decided to help set up the place back to how it was originally. The place looked like the entrance of a mall, except the downstairs floor, which was dark and carpeted in maroon. I went down to see how I can help, and a dude from my high school, whom we called Stockwell, asked me to bring furniture downstairs to help keep something upright. I ran upstairs and saw the food now on the floor instead of on a fools up table. Someone was packing their food, so I helped them. After a while, I realized Stockwell as still waiting, so I ran to find something he could use, but I found him dragging the piece of furniture downstairs by himself.

It was like I was doing this game thing as a live action, but it was terrifying. People went into a zombie-like state when they were touched by someone of that kind. The funny thing is we could reset the scenario and start from the beginning again, but with each reset, the scenario became harder. I did this game before, but this time, I was in a group of three. It also took me three tries to be able to survive to the end. First I was alone when I did the "game", and we had to use the equipment we hand from our pockets. I had a blue flashlight and I found another person inside the scenario with a stronger one. We were in someone's backyard with high, closely-set wooden fences. We walked in quietly and ran into another person, a girl this time. We went into the fence gate on our left and found it full of zombies. So we ran to the opposite end, and we got trapped in the right gate. Although it was daytime, we flashed our flashlights in their eyes. It was suppose to work, but it wasn't effective enough. Being cornered, we reset the game and I was alone again, but I had my LED flashlight that required my thumb to press on it in order to work.

I this time, I ran from the left gate to the left most gate, where there was an outdoor washroom. The zombie people started crowding my washroom door as I looked for a way out. I was took apart the toilet because I previously remembered there was a way of exit behind it. I fought off the zombies with my flashlight, which worked better than my last, and searched. I don't remember if I did a reset here or if I escaped because the amount of zombies was too great. But I found myself behind the fence where the toilet was and I ran to my left, into the neighbour's backyard fence. When I opened their gate, I was surprised to see my old crush and brother-in-bond. He was a zombie, but I shone my light into his eyes as I asked if he remembered me, and he did. He had greenish skin, and was crusting, buy he was like a brother to me, that I had to save him if I could, and when he was back, I hugged him. I finally knew the extent of what flashlights did for these people- bring them back to humanity. When one zombie tried to climb the fence, we saved him, and we left with him as our newest friend. We ran into the street, where the setting changed into an underground garage of an apartment building. There were others humans there as well and we combined groups as we all ran for the elevator, waiting for it to open. I thought about my brother-like friend, and I felt sad that when I had a crush on him, we never kissed, so I wondered if now was the right time to ask for one before we die. When zombies started piling into the parking lot while chasing other humans, one of our friends got the elevator doors to open. We piled in and saw a girl run for us, terrified of the zombies hot on her tail, I pressed a button labelled "open", but it closed on her. I felt terrible at first, but I also felt coldhearted to leave someone behind. No one said anything as the doors closed; they might've felt the tension already.

When the elevator opened, we were above ground at a part of a city celebrating the Japanese culture. This was a Japanese-like town. My parents were there, safe and unaware of the chaos underground. My mom was looking at the stores in a strip mall, one being a driving centre.

I was at home with my family and walking past the front door, I saw two boys with guns pointed at the house. I told my dad about this and he looked out too. We hit the floor, fearing they might be real. When my mom and sister came, we told them to go on the floor too. The boys came to the front door and knocked. We didn't open it, and I don't remember what happened, but afterwards, my cousins were here to have church. My cousin Adah was sorting through her overhead files printed on clear sheets, and I wondered what happened to using PowerPoint, since last chat I had with her family, they were using computers for praise and worship.

I was with Captain Jack Harkness after Torchwood: Children of Earth. Gwen wasn't with him. I was with a friend and we were at outside a building that looked like a ballroom, since the room inside was all tiled and white and outside was stone. On the grass field beside the entrance were many children who were on a field trip to see this building, but we had to keep them put until the threat was gone. Jack talked to us-- my friend and I, telling us about Ianto Jones, the friend and love he lost, which at this point, the view became a flashback of some of the scenes Jack spent with him. When we were back to the original point of view, we were ready to enter the building and fix the threat. Before we did, a mannequin stood beside the door like a puzzle. She had on a few pairs of pants that I unzipped and after two, I just knew that we were ready to enter the building. Jack went in first, then I and my friend, but before we did, he mentioned something about my philosophy that it's always safer behind the hero than anywhere else. We weren't too far into the beautiful room. Everything surely was white and either tiled or marbled. When Jack went in, we heard a glamour to our right. He instantly turned and shot someone, giving me the first view of what we were facing: the person was taken by disease, mistaken for a monster so he was shot and killed, then he came back to life and now was a revenant. When Jack shot him, more started coming from his left. I screamed his name as more and more appeared and suddenly came after me. I ran outside, leaving Jack, and into the crowd of children protected by a crowd of soldiers. The revenants started coming out, and the soldiers shot them. I ran circles around the crowd, dodging monsters and gunfire. When I stopped running, there was a child in front of me. He pointed to the mannequin. I tried to think of how to beat the monsters and I unzipped two layers and was surprised to find a third. Unzipping it, I saw my answer: the mannequin's tummy was glowing in the shape of many circles inside each other. I pushed down the centre and heard someone scream to watch my back. Behind me was the children's tour guide. She wasn't sick with the illness, but that brought the thought that locals were all infected by the germs causing people to become revenants. Now the tour guide was one of them. I ran in circles around the children, avoiding being touched by her or anyone else, yelling, "shoot them in the stomach!" Someone I passed noticed the guide chasing me and commented on the fact that she was bitten.