Ok, I just had one of the creepiest, yet coolest dreams ever. I dreamed that the world was overrun by zombies. In the beginning, we were being informed on the news about some strange new disease. Next thing you know, everyone is bording up their homes as zombies start pouring into our neighborhood. In one part of the dream we all escaped to this fortified hotel where we were supposed to be safe, but somehow one of our fellow residents got infected and we had to evacuate. During the process I got separated from my wife, only to find out later that her and some of the other survivors made it to a fortified shopping mall (like Dawn of the Dead). Somehow I managed to find a working van, drove to the mall and while doing so plowed through undead hordes. When I got there, it was too late as the mall had been overrun and they had got my wife. Depressed and accepting defeat, I walked up to the top floor of the mall where one of the stores was some sort of disco dance floor. (What it's doing in a mall I don't know). Behind me I can hear the dead following me up. When I reach the room I take a seat and realize that across the room is zombie sitting in one of the chairs. It appears that it's just sitting there listening to the music too. It saw me but didn't make an immediate move to attack me. However, I can hear the groaning of the other zombies as they lumber up the stairs toward us. That was the end of the dream.