"RUN FOR THE FUCKIN' HILL!!!!"

Dream:
A big house somewhere in Europe it seems. Its a winter evening. Snow everywhere. There is a nice sized hill as a backyard for this place. Seems like a resort in the Swiss Alps. This is a massive house. There are probably about 500 people. But these aren't the people you would expect to see here. More like trouble makers you would find in a fucked up apartment complex in Fontana, Ca. But a variety nonetheless. I see suits, shorts, maintenance jumpers, etc. There is a guy in a wife beater with a ghetto blaster bumping some old school. This place is home.

James and I are young teenagers. Running in and outside the structure. Playing, laughing and having a good time. Innocence. On our way out of the main entrance door we smash into Thurston Moore and drop his guitar case. We apologize and ask him to play something for us. He says no because he was in a hurry to go play a show. His band was gonna open up for a My Bloody Valentine. He gives us two passes for the show and turns around and heads for the bathroom. With excitement, we give each other a high five and step outside.

That's when the zombies appear!

We look at each other and then down to our hands. Oh yeah! Now we have baseball bats! We start swinging at the now close zombies and blood starts splashing everywhere. One from the left, one from the right, one in the front, one in the back. I scream out, "We're the best zombie killers in the whole world!". And that's when I slip. The undead move closer to me as I lay on the floor. With fright I go for my bat but its just out of reach. I let out a "HOLY SHIT!!!" as they start to reach for my brains when James comes from behind them and starts whacking heads! Zombie blood falls all over my face and I start to laugh. James picks me up and we commence with the zombie killing. More and more keep coming and we eventually get pushed back toward the door of the house. That's when Thurston Moore opens the door and grabs us by our shirts and says, "RUN FOR THE FUCKIN' HILL!!!"...

I don't remember anything after that.