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Twenty Six

A zombie celebrity based dream, featuring the usual city but this time submerged beneath the sea. Retrospectively, I suppose the place was sort of a cross between Rapture in Bioshock, and Blade Runner's Los Angeles 2017. It also marks the first dream I've had involving the library.

'A city submerged underwater, with occasional tower blocks peeking out through the wet that are impossible to navigate from the surface. Zombies abound (I've seen Day of the Dead recently, so not the usual preoccupation), but none can swim. I travel through underwater tunnels to a spiral staircase where zombie Laura Tobin and Olly from The Thick of It don't realise I am edible. Eventually, through my own stupidity and incessant yelling, I give the game away and have to flee. I escape to a swanky new glass tower, where workmen attempt to build whilst fighting off zombies with plastic sheeting and tools. From a distance, one looks like Ben Affleck. I enter at the top of the tower, and decide that heading to the ground floor is a safe decision. I climb some flimsy scaffold with cardboard at the top of a giant stairwell. Beneath me are no stairs, but a 40 floor plunge. As I teeter, balancing impossibly, a builder explains that they start building from the top and work their way down. Later, after a brief period of waking with neck ache, I am joined by Phil Selway for an impromptu concert in the foyer of the JBM Library. We also have dinner together, without any homosexy connotations.'

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