Dream

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It was late afternoon. He was sitting at the kitchen table, scrutinizing the artwork on the wall. Then, he heard a growl from upstairs. Somehow, John knew it was a zombie. He ran to the garage, grabbing his bike by the handle. He then swung his leg over the seat and started biking.

John biked as fast as he could, the zombies right behind him. John was surrounded by them when he woke up. Thank goodness it was a dream, he thought. Then he heard a large growl from upstairs.

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