This made me laugh and laugh, because I am a horrible person. And also remind me of a zombie apocalypse House fic I once read. In fact, it made me go looking for it again, and here it is, and re-reading it has once again done horrible things to my heart.

CONTINUING WITH THE THEME OF DREAMS OF FICTIONAL CHARACTERS AND EVERYONE DYING, I dreamt that Balamb Garden had been captured by some vague enemy and that Squall, Zell and I were trapped inside it, and we eventually had to commit suicide by casting Holy on ourselves. Cheerful.

I have also dreamt of being eaten by a plastic crocodile. Which is quite a good bizarre one-sentence summary of a dream, but can't hold a candle to thebaconfat's 'I had a dream the other night in which President Shatner burst out of the Capitol building and led the citizens of Washington, DC in a huge, perfectly choreographed group dance number. I hope it was prophetic.'