Not the worst nightmare but I already had this one written on DreamMoods.
Zombies & Striaghten Up & Fly Right: Lucid Nightmare
I've recently moved and during the transition I had this anxiety dream ofabout being homeless. This is also a repetitive dream that I had previously from a l-o-n-g time ago. It seems that all my dreams are reruns - I just remember them on the nth time dreaming them. When I was traveling - I wanted to start anew with better habits and was worried I would just gravitate to the same addicts and drunks that I always do. It seems that no matter where I go - there I am - the same person just in a different location. I wrote the following after waking up at 4am.
I was flying like a huge bird but had to flap hard. Each upward life of 'wings' brought me down. Sometimes I didn't have wings but flapped a cloth 'parachute' in each hand to stay aloft. I was still aloft but barely out of touch of the zombies who tried to catch me.
At the first massive die-off of human beings turning into zombies, I was able to easily escape. Eventually, I am the omega human being and all the zombies, (not slow!), were geared towards eliminating me.
I flew to the mountains & recluse hermit for a long time. Then the leader of the zombies invited me for a 1 year anniversary celebration of the day of the zombie - a one day truce.
I've must've been very lonely and with poor judgement went to the zombie house party. Got drunk and couldn't fly right. During the parade a huge long line of 60 foot tether to balloons was released from a sheath that kept it from tangling. It was released to ensnare me. I flew into the pine boughs to escape. Then I was inside the zombie house and bird-net snares were set-up everywhere to catch me.
Woke up then.