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Don't mind them they'll sort themselves out
I had a dream that was like kinda two dreams,
As always we start In a zombie appocolypse that's starting to get really bad, and I'm playing as some blonde lady trying to get to a hotel that's supposedly safe, it's the middle of winter and getting through the snow without being yoinked by a zombie is an issue,
I finally made it to the hotel where there's maybe 4 other survivors, turns out not that many people could make it to the hotel, I get my room and start prepping it for any possible break ins, the dream continues on this for a bit where my days dare mostly scavenging for food and supplies before scurrying back to the hotel,
I go to sleep in the dream and this time I get an unspecified time skip.
I'm still in the hotel but now the world outside it looks a bit different, and I'm wearing boxes for sone reason, turns out something happened in that time skip and now I'm in a world populated by object show style objects, and judging by the box on my head I'm pretending to be one of them rather than a human, though a lot of them think I'm the weirdest box they've ever seen,
I'm just casually running the hotel as if it's mine, no idea where the other humans went or how I got here, but I'm just trying to keep things running smoothly and not be labeled as some crypted monster while trying to run my new hotel business, I'm casually talking to one of my new friends, this nice ice cream cone guy, we're discussing maybe making the room temperatures adjustable to more extreme degrees for objects like her who need it really cold or more heat based objects who prefer it sweltering,
After that conversation apparently I still live in this hotel and go back to my room that's still the same one from the appocolypse, it's still reinforced for some reason, I take off the box on my head and open my phone, which is for some reason on a picture of me and the 4 other survivors, I'm guessing something happened to them but most I remember is two of them got mauled on the supply run, and for the 4th I've been hearing rumors of "horrible lanky beast that's been attacking objects" so I assume she turned evil, I just kinda lay there for a bit experiencing a flashback scene, before someone knocks at the door, putting the box back on my head I go to answer the door, then the dream ended so no idea who actually was there