Its been two weeks since that dream. But I've noticed a lot of things changing. There's a lot of blood on the streets and there's always a low moan that sounds anything but alive. God it creeps me out. Well anyways, now I don't have a girlfriend...she found someone else. So I'm on my own and well I kinda like it. Well I've decided to stock up on guns and ammo after that dream. So far I've got a few pistols and a lot of AR15'S and lots and lots of ammo. So hey, I'm ready

(2 Weeks Later)

I wish certain dreams never came true...just like nightmares. Just yesterday I walked out of my house and came face-to-face with an undead. I was pissed! I screamed and cussed cause I knew my dream seemed to real. Ugh I hate my life. Well I'm glad I've got guns and ammo...but what about food...