crazy dream; it was more of a mix between resident evil and Doom meets high def graphics...
I can't remember exactly how it started, but I was (camera) watching this team of off-duty police officers (jill, barry, and some other people) hang out at this large shopping mall, both teams went their separate ways just milling about; the girls went to go look at clothing, the guys just found an arcade and goofed off for a bit, two of them went to go get a watch or something. While at the mall, there was some sort of disaster that occurred, but I don;t think anyone noticed right away, because the scene changed to down in the infrastructure of that building. The mall itself was a "superstructure", AKA it was built atop another existing building from years ago, and so we get to fly down a few corridors with typical pipes into a breach in that concrete barrier over the old city. Well, some sort of gas leaks out, and a rat gets infected. We go back to them all rendezvousing at the food court, just talking about some stupid people and parking violations they had to write out, when some little kid screams, she had been bitten by a rat! Which was odd, so, I think it was barry who goes over to investigate, but it was a normal sort of thing. Apparently, the 'virus' could not be transmitted to living flesh. So he bandages her up and escorts to the mall medical center. I think Jill started to freak out, flashbacks or something, so they plan to leave, but, the whole team gets this premonition, and I, walk into the mall cause a birthday is coming up and I needed to buy something. I wasn't wearing normal clothes, I was in my full RP- getup, jeans, black specialized boots, a dark green denim workshirt and a black matte trenchcoat with sunglasses. The movie goes to third person on me for a bit, as I sneak into the infrastructure side of the mall. I journey down a long series of terrifying places, it looked like a long and complex office complex, room after room of desks, files, and storage, seeming to be in total disrepair. Of course, I stood out like a sore thumb, and those officers followed me. I was noticing that there were blood stains, at this point I chickened out of my mission and began to go back, but was stopped by the crew. Now, behind me one of the 'zombies' stood up, and I had a lot of guns, so I turned around and shot it in the head, but it took a few hits to pop it. The team was kind of in shock, I handed them other pistols I had in my trenchcoat, and we started discussing what was going on as more and more zombified people began showing up, moving slowy from room to room trying to fire as little as possible. These zombies were different, they weren't living people turned dead, they were actually just reanimated dead. The virus only spread to fresh corpses this time, but other normal things would kill you (bites, cuts, ect) and these zombies didn't seem to be after anything, more like they were protecting something. We began to hear screams and running above, so we went above ground to see what the hell, and this affliction had already spread, the crows, this time ragged lumps of muscle and some gross feather, totally sickening, had been picking off people as they ran out of the mall, I found that shooting them was insanely difficult, but could knife them really easily. I had run away from the group as they stupidly tried to protect people, looking for answers, and I found that the sewer was a host to lots of dead bodies, and hence things were flowing out from there. The virus had been in the water supply, so a dormant infection was imminent. No saving now, so I rejoined, they were very angry with me, and I ignored them, going over to a service elevator to go down to kill some mofo's. Though, at this point, the virus was combining bodies together to form stronger, more sinister creatures, I ran into this larger room with one of those rail-like garage doors for trucks, and two quadripedal things, no three, came in, and I crouched, watching them, but they heard that, and tried to hone in on my position. They were pretty sick, some sort of collection of muscles and misaligned veins and flesh, all glistening from the fluids they constantly leaked, the looked like lions with no fur or claws, and a weirdly shaped head, much smaller jaws. I didn't care, but I knew a pistol couldn't stop them, and THAT's when the cyberdemon walked in. (cue some funky remix of 'Tower of Babel'...) Things got interesting, because this cyberdemon looked similar to the doom one, but has a lot more attitude and air of 'coolness' about him, with a strut like overconfident walk, huge metal cigar holder with cigar, and a pack of rockets and that killer rocket launcher, looking about to see what his 'pets' had discovered. Apparently, someone left a cyberdemon corpse down here, so. He turned, and was about to fire a rocket, when I realized I had been seen, and was screwed, so I stood up in 'don't shoot me', and the demon huffed, lowering the gun. The 'dogs' turned to watch, but held back with a wave of that monster's claw, as he walked over to keep a large metal truss between me and him as we talked. I can't remember exactly what was said, but it was similar to 'so, what brings you here?' 'what, me? Just suckin' souls as usual' 'Bad time for eating the living' 'Yeah, no kidding. How about you, walking the dogs?' 'They aren't housebroken, I figured I could piss all over this world to train them *laugh*' 'Sounds fun.' 'And...' I remember this part a little more clearly 'What does a demon like yourself need with these people. hrm?' '?' 'You are Z, are you not?' '...yes.' 'At least you look like him. Devil not giving you enough souls?' 'That is not why I am here. *angry*' 'I doubt that, you are nothing but a pile of worthless flesh like the rest of us.' and he lights his cigarette, and then quickly lights a rocket, drops it in his arm and shoots it behind me, forcing me to dodge, but he was right, I *was* technically a demon, at least Z would be considered such. So I rolled, looking up at this monster, pissed off that he would assault me like that, but only about the verbal part. He had begun leaning on the building, watching me with bored interest. 'Go play with your friends, coward.' So I did, I ran around the dogs, slamming the door on them, leaving this behemoth to suck on a cuban and watch the chaos, going back to rejoin the police team, but they were out there with helicopters and shit, and my alarm went off.
Primarily, there were some very disturbing things about the dream, one being the imagery, the demon and zombie creatures were very grossly detailed, rotting, hanging flesh and a smudged dirty appearance made them sickening, but not threatening. Talking to a cyberdemon who KNEW who I really was was quite agitating, it was cool in retrospect to talk to a demon, but still, I thought I had a good cover (why did the masterplot come into this mess?). Also, the scenery was unique, a big mall in a big city as a superstructure, time was much later on, because there were less % of people, more law enforcement, and strange commercialism (mixed eastern/western everything, chinese was pretty much everywhere) I was also in my 30's, which I guess isn't that far off, but still. It was pretty crazy, and I can;t remember a lot of the little scenes, like running or turning corners and being surprised by a zombie or monster of some kind. The only thing that could have made it much more interesting would have been a hunter gamma, but oh well. My own personal fantasies will have to wait I guess.
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