"15 Hours" aka "Zombie Tourists"

 I was together with my parents and characters from Neighbours and Home and Away, and we were in this strange building, a bit like a shelter. It was a bit like in one of those disaster movies where people all hide out together. 

We were all hiding from zombies, who were going to arrive any minute and we were supposed to fight them off with these long plastic/metal vaults. The problem was we had to wait for something so horrible for a while. Suddenly, this whole groups of zombies appeared (except they didnt even look scary, just like normal people) and my mother and some of the others launched into an attack against them. I was really scared and hoped everything would be ok. Strangely enough, my father said there was nothing to be afraid of and it would be over soon, in "15 hours."

Then i decided i should go out there and try to help, if not take matters into my own hands and eliminate the zombies. When i went outside i found that the shelter had turned into an airport and there was a group of people fighting. 

Fighting was easier said than done because at the bottom there were 2 groups of people and they looked exactly the same, and they were all tourists, so i had no way of telling the people apart from the zombies. I also seemed to have this weird ability to climb walls and stay on the ceiling, like an insect or a lizard!

I thought, this way the zombies wont get me. Unfortunately I could only stay on the wall for a few seconds and then i would drop straight down. The then zombie group suddenly turned around and saw me, and when i had fallen they rushed to me and caught me and were holding me down on the floor and were discussing what to do with me, whether to eat me or poke me with forks 🙁 They were English and American middle aged/old zombie tourists. I was horrified and could almost feel their teeth on me. 

I decided to try and get out of this horrifying scene, or at least change it using my imagination (no other option was available.) So i decided to imagine another scene by closing my eyes tightly and opening them again. It didnt work, i was still in the same place and could hear their horrible voices and feel their teeth/forks on my flesh 🙁 It worked on my 3rd try. It was still the shelter scene, except this time it was before I had decided to rush out, almost like I had rewound a film. I decided to run away and ran into something which turned out to be a dead end. then I saw a man coming towards me-a zombie, and I had no chance of escaping. This scene wasnt much better but at least there was only one of them.

Then somehow I woke up (in my dream, not in real life) and was glad it had all been a dream. I wanted to tell my bro about it, and funnily enough he didnt seem interested at all. He was more interested in playing with this model airplane he had gotten a few months ago. As soon as i saw it, i knew who it was from: the zombies o_0 IT HADNT BEEN A DREAM. Then I told him it was his fault the zombies were back, because when he had gotten the model plane he had written to thank them and ask where they had got it from, which had somehow made them come back to haunt us