Autor: wkpw | Publicado: 2011-11-29T17:19:00-08:00

I was in the school playground swing, heavy fog ... absolute silence. I did not hear no more the songs of birds ... the rumors of strange creatures roaming the city has spread and infected everyone. I do not know what I had in mind, to sit on a swing in the middle ofinfection. When the fog has changed color from white to gray ... ...I knew ... I knew that the creatures had found me. It was useless to flee if they found me ... then it would be my end ... I started to see the figures, could not stay with dread, it would not attract themfaster. I saw figures walking from one side to the other in front of me, when I saw ... a failure on your drives. Spawned a gap between one creature and another. I got up slowly ... ... and ranlike the last day of my life (and was) and ran without spottinganything out of the fog. I ran, ran, ran, ran, and cancer ...something that should not have happened. The moment I stoppedone second to breathe ... one of them pulled me into the dark fog.And that was the last day that had seen me. The camera saw everything from college, felt sorry for the humans, do not know.But watching all that passed. Why zombies within the collegewere more than out? There was something that forced the zombies to enter and / ordoes not leave the school. That was weird ... but like I had died ...could not do anything ... (END...at least it was mine)2º Dream:The world was an age of chaos. Few people survived, and those who survive ... ended in overdose. I think there was only 25% of the world. ... For each person represented 0.01% of thepercentage. And the remaining 75% were undead. Not alive, but, not completely dead. The only way to stop these pests was to collect a portion of the skin ... any of these things, and try to find something that will cure them. The problem was to get the part of the skin. But I had the support of three people ... my friends. Eachwould be responsible for part of a team. If one fails, all fail. I would be with the artillery, that is, take care to protect the team and killthe zombies. The smarter, Gabriel, take care of technical support.Would a computer, tracking the zombies, looking for safe placesand seek a cure for infections. (When we find the skin). The strongest, Bruno, take care to assemble weapons, building things, making walls, something like that. And Victor, take care of the medical support. So was this ... Bruno could not assemblewithout arms Gabriel researching how to assemble them. I would not be able to protect the team without researching the GabrielBruno weapons to mount them. And I could not protect themedical team without the support of Victor. He also took care of food. So when we look for some undead, one came back and picked up by Gabriel. Only about 2 minutes later we noticed when we come to a cliff, and ask him to formulate a way to go down andget across without hurting us. When we look back, the computersaw it knocked to the ground with blood all over ... a lot of blood.We looked up where we left the cave, and saw a herd of''monsters''. Of course we had to run, I had to stay behind the others, to go in shooting that came close. But they had like a trampoline in the feet. They jumped on us and took Bruno to go. I tried to save him but could not shoot, they dragged him to theground, he would kill me to shoot. I do not know what was worse: He was killed slowly by the undead, or kill him in one shot so he does not feel pain. But I spent much time thinking about it, they've even noticed that he had been dragged to the ''hell''. And the other zombies were behind us ... me ... I had picked up Victor. I had noway out ... then I went back to thinking:''I better die quickly in one shot ... or die slowly and painfully by zombies?'' Too bad there was not time to think, because when I ‘’returned to the world’’ I was already dead. I only regret not having been able to save the world of these things.