The Night of a Million Dreams

First Dream
I was sitting in a fast food restaurant, opening cans of soda and placing them on the floor. Zombies were coming and I was preparing our weapons. I also handed out steak knifes. One guy had a gun. The zombies came walking down an alley towards us, but none seemed to see us. A Tank Zombie came threw and started destroying cars, and the guy with the gun opened fire. I tried to stop him but it was too late, the tank came running at us. I made a break for it. Once outside the building I transformed into a super hero. The Thing was also outside. It was much bigger than the tanks and started kicking them and killing them. I couldn't do much but run around and dodge zombies, but I looked back at the Thing and a zombie had bitten him, he was turning into a zombie himself. I focused all my energy and a bubble of white energy formed around me, anything it touched turned black, until the entire area around me was black and white. After it cleared, there were no more zombies, the power had cured everyone.

Mall
I ran into a Mall, still a super hero. My outfit consisted of a red cape and mask, black pants, and camouflaged steel toed boots. I was walking through the mall and everything seemed normal, until a gunshot went off. I took off running, knowing the bullet was meant for me. I turned down an empty hallway towards Sears. I looked over my shoulder and saw a smoking hot red head, with a sniper rifle in her hands coming after me. She took aim and missed her first shot. I cursed at my steel toed boots, knowing I could run faster in something lighter. She took aim again, but before she could pull the trigger, was riddled with bullets. A mall security had saved the day. I reached Sears and grabbed some running shoes, but what I saw in Sears chilled me to the bone. It was completely empty, no life anywhere to be seen. The lights had been turned off. The smoking hot redhead had been chasing me into there to finish me off. I slipped on some running shoes and headed back to the Lobby I started in. I overheard some girls talking about a super hero and sat down next to them. According to them, my name was AT Man. No idea what that means.

The Race
I found myself sitting in a room with probably thirty other people. We had been selected to compete in a race. I competed in the race, and I got to see myself from a third person point of view, I was a middle eastern man and a jokester at that. I danced, skipped, and shuffled my way through the race, which happened to be located in an old school of mine, but somehow when I reached the roof I was about 60 stories in the air. Once I completed the race, whoever was in charge gave me a video of my performance and I sat back down. I noticed the name Dustin Dudek on a piece of paper. I looked around and it seemed like everyone that had performed before me had left, and there were still about 10 people left to race. I stayed, even though I could leave. I thought I had something going on later in the same building.

End.