"If I was Batman, Silent Hill 2 would be my murdered parents."
~ Yahtzee (of Zero Punctuation)
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Last night I had the scariest dream.

In this dream, there were zombies in my house. Left 4 Dead zombies. In the corner of the room was a large skeleton that supposedly belonged to a boomer [for those of you who don't play L4D, a boomer is an obese zombie that sprays fluid on people to attract hordes of other zombies], and there was a good possibility that it would attack as a zombie if anyone got too close. I was unarmed, so like a coward I hid in the bathroom and used the toilet while my boyfriend, my brother, and my bf's roommate stayed in the room to kill off the boomer, or so I thought.

When I came back out, everyone had gone on without me, and the boomer was still there. As soon as I walked by the corner it jumped out and came towards me. It was smaller than I remember boomers being in the game, but I still almost shat brix. Being unarmed and scared to death of alerting the horde, I grabbed the first thing I could find and beat the boomer to death with it. Said thing was a stuffed animal.

Dunno what the dream was trying to tell me. Either it means I shouldn't be a coward and have to face my fears, OR I should stop drawing Left 4 Dead yaoi.

Dreams are weird, man.