Vats of Fun Loving Radioactive Clothes
Jun. 7th, 2003 09:06 amWe were standing by a path that led to the beach. We saw the delivery men arrive and drop the vats by the path, all of them covered with radioactive logos. Someone decided to have a look inside the vats. They were all filled with clothes. Though the day was hot, and we should all be naked, enjoying the sea, the sand up our butt cracks, people began to pull the clothes out and get dressed. I looked at my friend (this older guy, with very pale skin and dull blonde hair) and he seemed to be reading my mind: those clothes were radioactive!
They put on the clothes, their smiles began to change. I took my friend by the hand and tried to find a car. Everyone became more & more zombie like, then they started looking at us, moving towards us. We got into a car and I couldn't find the key. They were approaching. My friend handed me the key, I turned on the car and it slowly began to move away. The mob of newly-turned zombies started after us. I drove the car down the narrow sand pathway that led to the beach and broke through the wooden gate (which was closed and locked.)
We escaped and I woke up.
They put on the clothes, their smiles began to change. I took my friend by the hand and tried to find a car. Everyone became more & more zombie like, then they started looking at us, moving towards us. We got into a car and I couldn't find the key. They were approaching. My friend handed me the key, I turned on the car and it slowly began to move away. The mob of newly-turned zombies started after us. I drove the car down the narrow sand pathway that led to the beach and broke through the wooden gate (which was closed and locked.)
We escaped and I woke up.