An intercultural zombie dream

I dreamed…

a Turkish, Canadian, Mohawk zombie movie…

There was blood, a fire fighting truck, scary attacks, smoke and a violent will for survival…

Best part: Using the fire hose…

Worst part: The woman riding a horse cut her own scalp and arm where she was bitten by a zombie… We were in a mall…

Conclusion: No zombie movie is complete without a mall…

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