The dream started off with my family trying to hurry out to my car so we can meet our flight time. I don’t know where we were flying to but I’m guessing it was to South Carolina as we used to visit during the summer or Christmas. As I was crawling into the car, everything changed to me walking down the hallway at my old elementary school. I had some background knowledge of what was going on at the moment which only confused me even more. Apparently, I was in my senior year and all I had to do before I left to graduate was give a packet to one of my teachers. Except, I was having a lot of issues with this teacher. She would constantly berate me and tell me what to do as if I wasn’t already trying to finish the task. Eventually, I just turned to her and yelled a bunch of obscenities before throwing my packet down on her desk and telling her I was headed out and never returning. She was offended but didn’t seem to care, overall. She told other teachers in an attempt to get them upset at me but they disliked her already, so that wasn’t going to work.
I shoved a bunch of clothes into a backpack and, suddenly, appeared outside of an older man’s house. I had background information that this man was a relative of mine. After entering, I met him, his wife, and their daughter who all seemed delighted to see me, which was a wonderful change from a bratty teacher yelling at me for just walking down the hallway. They were a health nut type of family, so after I ate a light lunch I asked to borrow their bike because I hadn’t ridden on one in a while. They were fine with that and suggested I use the elevator which would put me right down to the lobby but I wanted to see what was downstairs. I waited for them to leave the room and headed downstairs, hauling the bike over my shoulder. I came down to a room that looked like it was a pet’s bedroom. There was an expensive pet bed with food littered over the top of it in one area and expensive toys in another corner. I thought it was a bit odd since they’d said they didn’t have any pets, but I kept going until I was outside. I noticed a fence surrounded their backyard and found the gate to head out but before I could leave, I noticed the bodies of 3 yellow lab puppies were poorly buried. I put the bike down and squatted to look at the dogs, when one of them whimpered and started to move. I panicked and pulled the pup from the dirt. The dog’s eyes flashed open and it started growling and barking at me. I noticed its’ eyes were extremely pale and the area around its’ mouth was extremely dirty despite the fact that its’ head wasn’t buried in the dirt. I jumped up and took to the door while watching it chase after me with the energy of someone seeking vengeance. I’m guessing the man knew I’d gone downstairs instead of taking the elevator as he was waiting for me by the door. He shut it just as I jumped into the pet room. The puppy slammed into the door but nothing was going to discourage this dog from getting into the house. I looked back up at the man and he simply sighed before saying, “he just won’t go.”
I woke up to someone trying to call me, but I’m still trying to figure out what the heck was going on. I’m not sure whether the dog was a zombie dog or maybe it just refused to die. It was just so aggressive.