I dreamed last night about zombies. Specifically I dreamed that I was killing them with this strange gun that shot four inch long jagged spikes when I pulled the trigger. It looked a lot like a price sticker gun. There was basically an endless amount of zombies, and apparently I was the only person who could kill them, or would try to kill them. Bunch of wusses. I think my dream spanned many days worth of zombie killing.
I woke up and felt like I had to kill more zombies, but the only thing I saw was Dayle. I decided he wasn’t a zombie.