elaby | Zombies are better with Agent Scully there to protect you

I had a zombie dream last night, like you do, but since we've been mainlining X-Files episodes lately it was somewhat less traumatic than usual. In this dream, I was a little girl, and I was with Agent Scully in this abandoned jail sort of place. It was more like a jail in an Old West sheriff's office than an Alcatraz-type prison. It was very bluish-dark and filled with cobwebs. I looked into one of the cells and I saw a hand, with pale grayish blue fingers with dark spots all over them and white nails, and then a face. It was a woman, with similar blotches on half of her face. She wasn't horribly decayed (she still had a nose and hair, for instance). I freaked out, though, and Scully pulled me away from the door and knelt down and held me. Then we noticed this stone dish on the floor of the cell, shaped like a banana-split bowl, full of ancient desiccated food. Scully, with some sudden insight presumably originating from her well of innate awesome, crushed the food and the zombie lady turned to dust.

She told me that these people had been imprisoned here and were fed poisoned food that turned them into zombies, and if we destroyed the food that had cursed them, we'd put them out of their misery. So they weren't post-death zombies but infection zombies! Less scary on my personal scale. We went around to the other cells and crushed the food, until I came to a door that was already open. I was like "OH CRAP ONE'S LOOSE" and I spun around, and there behind me was another zombie. This one was much more skeletal and shriveled and decayed (= scarier). I saw another stone dish on a stool behind the zombie and I darted around him and shoved the stool over. The cobwebby old food spilled out, but not all of it got crushed, and so only parts of the zombie crumbled O_o Luckily Scully ran up then and crushed the rest so it didn't get me.

The last cell we went to was filled with little zombie children (aaaagh) who somehow got out, and I was afraid they'd sweep me away in their stampede because I was about the same size they were. But, at that point, Mulder crashed through a window (?!) to our rescue. That was where the dream ended. I've definitely had worse zombie dreams!