Zombie Theorem: The End Game

Zombie Theorem: The End Game by James Wallace

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short cropped hair was long and flowing around his shoulders. He looked deadly serious. The rest of SWAT were decked out in their SFPD battle armor and loaded with weapons. Kuppers came up to me and looked over the army we had.
    “I must ask, is this a dream Dan?”
    “I don’t know what this is, Kuppers.”
    “Weird costumes you have everyone dressed in.”
    “I don’t get it myself, Kuppers. I have had weird dreams before, but this one takes the cake. Usually my dreams have a prophetic meaning; an omen, I guess you could say. But the meaning of this one is not computing.” I turned my head, watching the horde advance slowly on us.
    “You stand at the front of an immense army, obviously the leader. Your friends are dressed as great warriors, and as you see them. A horde of dead are advancing on us and yet here we stand, unmoving. I think the meaning is clear.”
    “As clear as mud, I don’t get it.”
    “He doesn’t see it, because he doesn’t know who and what he is,” came a high-pitched voice behind us.
    Kuppers and I both turned and recognized the little blonde haired girl approaching us from the crowd. She wore the pretty little dress she’d had on when we’d first met her. Kuppers dropped to his knees and hugged the little girl. “Didn’t think I would ever see you again little lady,” he said wiping the tears from his face.
    “I would say that I have missed you too, but I never really left silly.” She kissed his cheeks and climbed out of his arms.
    She stood in front of us and put her hands on her hips. “Dan, you are a leader, a hero, a warrior, and possibly the only man alive who can defeat the scourge and the men and women who released them. This is the only way I could think of to show you who you are. Now, wake up, save these people and be the man we all know you to be.” She turned and walked away toward the army behind us. Before she met the front line she stopped and turned quickly. “One more thing, I gave you one more gift. When you wake up, you will understand. Oh, and tell my Sasquatch, I miss him.” Then she was gone.
    I woke and sat up in bed. I sat there, thinking about the dream. It was still dark outside but I felt as refreshed as if I’d had twelve hours of sleep. I turned in the bed and hung my feet from the edge of the bed. I rubbed my face in my hands feeling the four day of growth. A warm chest pressed up against me as two soft arms enveloped me. “I had a weird dream.” Julie said.
    “Did it have an army standing in front of a massive horde?” I asked.
    She was quiet but her arms wrapped around me stiffened and she took in a sharp breath of air. “Great, so was I sucked into your dream?”
    “I don’t think it was my dream, but I think we will find that all of us shared it. Let’s get dressed and get this day started. We have a lot to do. I want you to work with Amanda today, and back up all of our data, and pull the drives so we can take them with us.”
    “Yes sir!” she said jokingly as she climbed out of bed and helped me up. I prepared myself for the pain that was inevitably to come, but instead, twinges and stiffness were all I felt. I stretched and then felt a little bit of the pain comeback. I took a couple of tentative steps and found I could walk again, but with discomfort. I was in no way cured, but I felt like I had before we left and I was captured and tortured.
    We got dressed and met Brian at the door. He had a weird look on his face. “You had the dream too, Sasquatch?”
    He gave me an irritated look and shook his head. “I had a weird dream, I was a knight like the ones you find in King Arthur’s court. I stood in front of a giant horde. It was weird, Boss.”
    “Yup, that does sound weird.” I tilted my head and looked up into his face, giving him a smile. “Oh and Angel said to tell her Sasquatch that she misses him.”
    He took a step back putting his hand on the door frame to keep him from stumbling. Without a word he turned and

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