I had a nightmare last night, think it was due to the conversation my brother and I had when he picked me up from work last night.
He mentioned his imagination is working over time due to the amount of post apocalyptic books he reads. I said I hadn't really thought about it.
Woke up in a sweat, shaking like a leaf, I dreamt I was on bus, only pasenger (as it has been a couple of times this week) when suddenly the driver starts to foam at mouth and trying to eat me.
Irrational as once on bus I wouldn't see driver but it was a good 5 minutes before I stopped shaking.