this is becoming only a dream journal, but i like my dreams

There were zombies in this one too. But for real this time. They had white spots where their pupils shoud have been, but when they moved their eyes, the white spot stayed in the middle. It happened because the whole world got zapped with some radiation or something that no one could control. None of them knew it was coming. Me and my friends weren't affected because we had been caught ina kind of time warp that was showing us the universe from a real point of view. How every planet had one spot on it that never moved. Earth's was somewhere in the island chain off of Alaska. We were told that's where the Heart of the Ocean (yes, from Titanic) was really located, but it didn't make sense because it was in the Pacific not the Atlantic. We were told not to ask questions about the truth of the universe. We zoomed out even more and realized that it wasn't the planets that circled the sun, but that each body was caught in a vortex of space-time that made it appear we all moved along peacefully in circles around the sun. Instead, the universe isn't so peaceful. It was really violent motion as all of the vorteces were fighting against each other for power. We were returned to our lives, only to find that the rest of the world had been zapped into zombies. We didn't know if it was because of our time-warp or not. At first we thought we were doomed to be the only sentient beings on Earth until we died, but then a man and his son jumped into their pickup truck that didn't have white eye spots. The zomebies weren't hard to live with if you just avoided them. News traveled quickly of more and more people that had avoided the zap in some way or another. I knew that a certain type of hair gel was going to repel the radiation (totally comic book, I know) and so I kept applying it to myself and others. The man and his son and I got separated from the rest of the group (including Katrina, Cari Beth, and others). The man had a radio in his pickup truck for some reason, and when we passed a semi on the highway i used it and found out that Katrina was safe inside along with others. We stopped at someone's house and Eric Nestel was there and he apologized sincerely for being kind of a dick to me, I wanted to go into the room with him, but I didn't. We decided our best plan of action was to head west to leave Cari in Colorado and then we could be in California two days from now. With all this free time we kept dreaming about the coast. I remembered that we had better load up on gasoline, food, and hair gel.

The end.