I had a dream last night that I was hiding in my Grandma’s house with a bunch of strangers. Outside there were zombies everywhere. They were clawing at the windows and beginning to break down the door. No one had guns or weapons of any kind. In zombie movies everyone always seems to have a good supply of guns and ammunition. With no way to fight we all kept moving further and further from the door and slowly up the stairs. Pushing back to the second floor as the zombies began to break through. As I reached the second floor I noticed that there was a bag of baseball equipment in the corner of the room. For some reason in my dreams my Grandma has bags of sports equipment lying around. There were five or six baseball bats in the bag. I began to hand them out to people and as the zombies started to pour into the house we used the bats to fight them off. I woke up after that. I don’t know if we won in the end or got eaten.