Naph
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Ok, this will take a moment of your time.
This is set in some sort of Facility. To the back is a dock; a large concrete yard is between the facility and the water. The place appeared to be some sort of warehouse; probably to load boats as they stream in and out. To the east is two cranes, placed right next to each other. The back concrete path links up to their, turning a corner around the facility. Next to the crane, on the ground level, there is three or so temporary offices. And just past the cranes are some two tower under construction. These towers were pretty much made up of four stilts (one for each corner) and wooden platforms evenly spaced were placed between. To the north, back of that was an under pass leading to a sort of compound area consisting of a far high wall, a small barn area, a fenced of cargo container (gate locked) and a little pill box or thick concrete shed. Inside the facility, was a couple of maze like rooms leading until it reached the compound. Any west access was blocked off either by building material and rubble. Oh, by the way; It's all dark, this a zombie set. Not any zombie set, it was a HL2 zombie mod.
The earliest part in the dream I can remember is being inside the facility, in the reception area, closest to the dock. In there I was accompanied by three other female soldiers. But, these were no ordinary soldiers, these people were friends from school. We suddenly realized that we were trapped, two zombies from the right room, and one zombie coming from the pass hall. As we tried to fend off (only one of us carrying a small pistol that made a USP sound similar to of CS:S) we soon resorted to our melee weapons. For some reason I fell back to look at our food supplies (I don't know why I did, I just did, it's a dream, bare with me). To what I found was the hallway zombie, eaten them. This was one of close friends from school. As soon as he saw me, he got up and started to attack one of the female soldiers. This created a diversion so I ran down the hall and found myself with some more soldiers carrying a couple of SMG's and pistols. To the west, rubble, to the east, a pack of slow moving zombies. As soon as a gun fire was shot at one of the closer zombies, they all came running in, homing on the person who was responsible for the shot. I noticed they were running after me, I look at my hand and found a SA Vz 61. Now knowing the amount of danger I was in, I circled the pack of zombies and ran around the corner. There in front of me, about 30 yards was the two cranes I mentioned earlier.
I bolted towards the cranes and dropped my weapon because I knew I had to climb. I finally made it beneath the western most crane and mounted the ladder. As a ascended, I looked down to the crowd of zombies in a ten meter diameter of the foot of the ladder. Then I noticed a rather dominant fatter zombie plowing down the crowd rather determined to get to me. I laughed but then the laugh overed quickly ;D because the fat zombie had a hole of the two legs of the ladder. He broke the bottom bolts and continued pulling until he had managed to break the first six. I then looked up because I needed to get away, fast. But to my luck, a faster looking zombie (that of equivalent to HL2) was descending the ladder face first. I realized my doom was upon me (and below me) but as I looked down, the Fatter zombie had the ladder by the legs with his two hands. He let out a ghastly grin before he whipped the ladder making a ripple affect up the ladders steal frame (kind of like when you whip a long cord across the ground). The wave continued up the ladder until it hit me, with a great amount of force it pushed me off the ladder and flew me towards the wooden surface of the construction towers.
My body rolled across the wooden surface and I fell off the other side. With a bed of zombies beneath me, I threw my hand towards the edge of the plank and grabbed on for dear life. I managed to pull myself up only to notice right in front of me, was my old pal, the fat zombie. Still with the fiendish grin, he started to chase me off the platform. I ducked under his swin and started to head to the other tower (directly opposite.) The platforms on this tower however were set off about three meters, thus making a stair like effect with the two towers. I ran to the edge and lept towards the other platform. With the fat zombie scaling me, I managed to reach the peak of the towers. With the fat zombie to the side (Which I should mention, looked like the acting drama teacher at my school) I decided to leap onto the crane again. The zombie wasn't going to give up and tried to follow me. But as I got up to the hand of the crane, I noticed that the cranes arm was only just hovering over the facilities roof, just over the underpass separating the towers, and the compound. So with all insanity I put both my feet onto the railing supporting the arm and sled down it with incredible speed. I then realized (in my reality brain) that this resembled psychonauts. Nearing the end of the arm I then lept down to the underpass and grabbed onto the roof of the underpass. I safely fell to the ground and ran towards the compound. Past the barn and towards the fenced off area.
Just behind me was the pack of zombies, once was 50, now only consisted of 20 zombies. I reached the fence and used a barrel as a stair (this fence was quite lengthy, probably 3 meters). I got over the fence and landed on the cargo container. Somehow the zombies gained a spitting ability and aimed for me. With a couple spit balls missing me, I got off the cargo container and used it as cover. Wondering about what I was going to do, I took frequent checks on the progress of the zombies. Through the fence, probably the third check, I noticed all the zombies were huddled together, trying to build a human pyramid, using crouch to prop up other zombies. But as I turned back to face my head at the opposite fence, I noticed an RPG inside some tall grass. (Just like map makers, placing nice weapons where teamwork is needed... or a barrel). I sneaked and grabbed the weapon and began to scale the cargo container wall. Standing there, with all my pride, I looked at the zombies, each one of them huddled closely together. They all looked at me, and in the dead of the silence I fired the RPG round; killing everyone there.
I woke up laughing.
This is set in some sort of Facility. To the back is a dock; a large concrete yard is between the facility and the water. The place appeared to be some sort of warehouse; probably to load boats as they stream in and out. To the east is two cranes, placed right next to each other. The back concrete path links up to their, turning a corner around the facility. Next to the crane, on the ground level, there is three or so temporary offices. And just past the cranes are some two tower under construction. These towers were pretty much made up of four stilts (one for each corner) and wooden platforms evenly spaced were placed between. To the north, back of that was an under pass leading to a sort of compound area consisting of a far high wall, a small barn area, a fenced of cargo container (gate locked) and a little pill box or thick concrete shed. Inside the facility, was a couple of maze like rooms leading until it reached the compound. Any west access was blocked off either by building material and rubble. Oh, by the way; It's all dark, this a zombie set. Not any zombie set, it was a HL2 zombie mod.
The earliest part in the dream I can remember is being inside the facility, in the reception area, closest to the dock. In there I was accompanied by three other female soldiers. But, these were no ordinary soldiers, these people were friends from school. We suddenly realized that we were trapped, two zombies from the right room, and one zombie coming from the pass hall. As we tried to fend off (only one of us carrying a small pistol that made a USP sound similar to of CS:S) we soon resorted to our melee weapons. For some reason I fell back to look at our food supplies (I don't know why I did, I just did, it's a dream, bare with me). To what I found was the hallway zombie, eaten them. This was one of close friends from school. As soon as he saw me, he got up and started to attack one of the female soldiers. This created a diversion so I ran down the hall and found myself with some more soldiers carrying a couple of SMG's and pistols. To the west, rubble, to the east, a pack of slow moving zombies. As soon as a gun fire was shot at one of the closer zombies, they all came running in, homing on the person who was responsible for the shot. I noticed they were running after me, I look at my hand and found a SA Vz 61. Now knowing the amount of danger I was in, I circled the pack of zombies and ran around the corner. There in front of me, about 30 yards was the two cranes I mentioned earlier.
I bolted towards the cranes and dropped my weapon because I knew I had to climb. I finally made it beneath the western most crane and mounted the ladder. As a ascended, I looked down to the crowd of zombies in a ten meter diameter of the foot of the ladder. Then I noticed a rather dominant fatter zombie plowing down the crowd rather determined to get to me. I laughed but then the laugh overed quickly ;D because the fat zombie had a hole of the two legs of the ladder. He broke the bottom bolts and continued pulling until he had managed to break the first six. I then looked up because I needed to get away, fast. But to my luck, a faster looking zombie (that of equivalent to HL2) was descending the ladder face first. I realized my doom was upon me (and below me) but as I looked down, the Fatter zombie had the ladder by the legs with his two hands. He let out a ghastly grin before he whipped the ladder making a ripple affect up the ladders steal frame (kind of like when you whip a long cord across the ground). The wave continued up the ladder until it hit me, with a great amount of force it pushed me off the ladder and flew me towards the wooden surface of the construction towers.
My body rolled across the wooden surface and I fell off the other side. With a bed of zombies beneath me, I threw my hand towards the edge of the plank and grabbed on for dear life. I managed to pull myself up only to notice right in front of me, was my old pal, the fat zombie. Still with the fiendish grin, he started to chase me off the platform. I ducked under his swin and started to head to the other tower (directly opposite.) The platforms on this tower however were set off about three meters, thus making a stair like effect with the two towers. I ran to the edge and lept towards the other platform. With the fat zombie scaling me, I managed to reach the peak of the towers. With the fat zombie to the side (Which I should mention, looked like the acting drama teacher at my school) I decided to leap onto the crane again. The zombie wasn't going to give up and tried to follow me. But as I got up to the hand of the crane, I noticed that the cranes arm was only just hovering over the facilities roof, just over the underpass separating the towers, and the compound. So with all insanity I put both my feet onto the railing supporting the arm and sled down it with incredible speed. I then realized (in my reality brain) that this resembled psychonauts. Nearing the end of the arm I then lept down to the underpass and grabbed onto the roof of the underpass. I safely fell to the ground and ran towards the compound. Past the barn and towards the fenced off area.
Just behind me was the pack of zombies, once was 50, now only consisted of 20 zombies. I reached the fence and used a barrel as a stair (this fence was quite lengthy, probably 3 meters). I got over the fence and landed on the cargo container. Somehow the zombies gained a spitting ability and aimed for me. With a couple spit balls missing me, I got off the cargo container and used it as cover. Wondering about what I was going to do, I took frequent checks on the progress of the zombies. Through the fence, probably the third check, I noticed all the zombies were huddled together, trying to build a human pyramid, using crouch to prop up other zombies. But as I turned back to face my head at the opposite fence, I noticed an RPG inside some tall grass. (Just like map makers, placing nice weapons where teamwork is needed... or a barrel). I sneaked and grabbed the weapon and began to scale the cargo container wall. Standing there, with all my pride, I looked at the zombies, each one of them huddled closely together. They all looked at me, and in the dead of the silence I fired the RPG round; killing everyone there.
I woke up laughing.
