I had a nightmare last night.
I was reading a thick book and experiencing all the contents of the book in real-time. At one point, I looked out the window and saw a plume of dark grey smoke. It permeated through the air and, although I was safe inside the building, I started to hear people screaming outside.
Everyone was turning into zombies, or simply just undead.
Those of us who were inside, we tried to save ourselves, but one by one dropped and became a zombie.
Many years later, the epidemic dissipated and I found myself at the same age I had been when the zombies began to appear.
I found my family home and saw that my family was safe and also looked the same in age.
We were happy to have each other, but we heard that there were still some zombies roaming in the wild.
Then, I woke up.