My dreams seem to be settling into themes. A few weeks ago, all I was dreaming about was people I loved turning thier backs on me. Last week I dreamt about sex, sex and more sex.
I am hoping last night's dream doesn't set the mood for this week.
I dreamed about a zombie apocalypse. The protagonist was somehow jumping from universe to universe trying to stop the zombies from claiming another world - each one was at different stages. After a few jumps, it became obvious that the protagonist was Spiderman, more or less - he wasn't Peter Parker, but had webbing and wall climbing. Neither of which are especially good at stopping zombies.