Dream 1
Abby and I were fighting to survive a zombie outbreak in an enormous building. Luckily, this was a one-time rise of all more-or-less intact human corpses, so it was something we could survive. Also, the older a zombie got the easier it was to knock its head off with my trusty baseball bat. Unfortunately, my increased tension at the zombie outbreak placed a strain on the relationship, and Abby left me for a surfer. I did the only rational think I could do - I locked myself inside a stairwell atrium/thing (which apparently included a refrigerator and a water fountain) to wait out the zombies. When Abby returned (to put up posters advertising a Playback Theater performance for the survivors) she wouldn't speak to me. Then I woke up.
Dream 2
This dream started modern but gradually became an odd fantasy dream. I was at an ATM when I noticed someone picking various pockets. with some help, we overpowered the pickpocket into a nearby standard fantasy inn and spread his various spoils out over the table. We then proceeded to while away the time it took for the guards to arrive by talking about the items, telling stories about them, and forcing the thief to tell the stories of how he got them. Then, abruptly, a mysterious armored figure appeared (none of us were surprised - I think he was what we all expected) and snuffed out the candles. When they returned, the thief and his stolen goods were gone, but there was a small reward in front of each of us. I woke up as the dream was telling me what each of us did with our reward.
Abby and I were fighting to survive a zombie outbreak in an enormous building. Luckily, this was a one-time rise of all more-or-less intact human corpses, so it was something we could survive. Also, the older a zombie got the easier it was to knock its head off with my trusty baseball bat. Unfortunately, my increased tension at the zombie outbreak placed a strain on the relationship, and Abby left me for a surfer. I did the only rational think I could do - I locked myself inside a stairwell atrium/thing (which apparently included a refrigerator and a water fountain) to wait out the zombies. When Abby returned (to put up posters advertising a Playback Theater performance for the survivors) she wouldn't speak to me. Then I woke up.
Dream 2
This dream started modern but gradually became an odd fantasy dream. I was at an ATM when I noticed someone picking various pockets. with some help, we overpowered the pickpocket into a nearby standard fantasy inn and spread his various spoils out over the table. We then proceeded to while away the time it took for the guards to arrive by talking about the items, telling stories about them, and forcing the thief to tell the stories of how he got them. Then, abruptly, a mysterious armored figure appeared (none of us were surprised - I think he was what we all expected) and snuffed out the candles. When they returned, the thief and his stolen goods were gone, but there was a small reward in front of each of us. I woke up as the dream was telling me what each of us did with our reward.