I rode a bicycle. Zombies chased me riding on bicycles. I got to an industrial park area and rode the bike onto a maze of large pipes above water.
The dream changed. No longer conventional zombies, the people had lines of black static interference on them.
One kid, apparently being controlled, raced a car. He managed to fight the black static’s control and stopped the vehicle. Me and someone else opened the door. We couldn’t get the kid out. I don’t know why. There was a computer in the passenger seat and a USB cable from one of the computers RAM chips to the car’s dashboard. I yanked the memory chip out and the USB cable from it.
I told the other person with me that for the other cars we had to target the passenger side doors with missiles to hit the computers and stop the zombies.
I woke up.