Chester started barking uncontrollably. Bob started meowing and hissing. The bed began to levitate.
Then there was the other dream where the zombie apocalypse was taking place and I had to leave home without a bra so running was uncomfortable. But pain be damned I was motivated to escaped the zombies that were following me.
I did find a place to hide out. The house was built on a really tall concrete block and it took a lot of energy to get to up the block and get to the house. Jumping and scrambling and what not. Made it very safe as zombies don't seem to have a lot of energy. There were guinea pigs in the bath tub so I couldn't take a shower.
Oh and somehow Simon Cowll was in my dream - I think it might have been his house. I eventually found an orange and yellow sports bra but I don't remember running after actually getting the bra.
I think I've been playing around with the whole apocalypse thing too much. ;)