Weird Dream...

Okay... I had the most weirdest dream before Dad woke me up. I found it so weird that I feel it was enough to be shared with you guys (and gals). Right so...

It starts out with 2 guys, me and a friend, in a desert. In the near distance was a mountain range. As we kept walking, we stumbled upon a small campsite. Judging from the damage, it looks like it was abandoned for 6 months. As we kept searching around the camp, I noticed something up in the mountain range. I nudged to my friend. We both looked at the mountain range and saw what seems to be a cave. I looked harder and noticed that people were inside the cave. Then for some reason, I start to dig the ground furiously. To my surprise, there was some sort of lizard man in the ground...it was still alive. It climbed out of the ground slowly but by the time it had gotten it's feet out, we were sprinting out of there. It wasn't long before it caught up to us. We were then suddenly surrounded by a group of lizard men. Just to our luck, they were holding guns. My friend waited for a few seconds before grabbing me and running away from the group. Of course, they started shooting us. But like in every movie, the bad guy always has bad aim. Then the scenery changes.

Now I'm in the city. Everyone in the city was panicking as creatures were attacking the city. Police cars zipped through the streets. SWAT teams made road blocks at intersections. Military were firing shells above from an AC-130. As I ran through the streets, I found my friend again. He told me he had found a safe spot. I followed him to a two story building. When we walked up to the second floor, we noticed the far wall was destroyed. He said that wall would act like an escape if they ever found us inside. We suddenly hear the door downstairs open. My friend instinctively knew it was evil. He told me to run towards the destroyed wall. I listened. I was about to reach the wall when turned around. I saw my friend being torn apart by one of the lizard men. Shocked by his death, I jumped out of the building and ran as far as I could. It wasn't long until the scenery changed once more.

Now I was fighting in a town with 3 other survivors. Armed with only a knife and a pistol, we had little chance to survive. It wasn't long until one of the survivors succumbed to a disease. Now there was only 3 of us. Wait...

I don't remember what happens next. I was woken up by Dad at this point. So I guess this is what 9 hours of sleep gets you. And I fell asleep at 4 in the morning. So... yeah.