Dream CCXXX

 I was working in a large, institutional-type building, with tile brick walls and many corridors.  It looked like a school building.  

It was getting close to quitting time, and I was leaving my office to wander over to where the parking lot was.  Many of the staff were now zombies, but they weren't cannibalistic.  They were intelligent and articulate, but clumsy and uncoordinated.  Since many of them carried guns, they had accidentally shot several other staffers and turned them into zombies.

I wasn't afraid of them, in fact I spoke to several in casual conversations.  But I really wanted to find the exit, especially since the zombies were becoming even more careless with their guns.  

Every exit I came to was either several floors in the air, with no stairs, or they were double and triple barred.  I wondered if the zombie situation was getting out of hand, and the rest of the city had decided to quarantine the building.  But the locks and chains appeared to have been applied from the inside.

Several times I could see my car through various corridor windows, but there didn't seem to be a way to get to it.  

I decided to make my way back to my office and see if I could wait the situation out.