two dreams

First

The Outside has opened to our world. They are pouring in. I am in a bathroom, in the shower.
I need to take a shit also. Time is pressing. Some of them are outside the door trying to get in.
I know from earlier experiences how to make myself disappear to another place.
I can´t focus, I´m unable to concentrate. A monster gets in. Slime and teeth and fangs everywhere.
I´m in the shower, the monster and I look at each other through the glass. In panic I start to scream, I am not able to get the trick right to disappear, I can´t focus, concentration is hard.
The thing reaches for me. Horns, yellow eyes and teeth. In the last second, a rush of sensation and I disappear.
Change of scenery.
I am sitting on the bank of a river that is frozen solid. A little boy is with me. It seems that quite some time has passed since the bathroom incident. I am stacking books in the snow, next to the fire we have. They seem to be our fuel. The boy and I are talking about what has happened, but can´t explain any of it. Right behind us is a great wall, covered in ivy. That is our hide-out.
We already looked over the wall. Behind it is a desolate, vast space. It looks like a rocky desert without an end. It is quite dark. There are monsters everywhere, they are changing all the time.
They can´t see us. The boy says, we made this happen. End of the dream.

Two

I am in a bunker under our house with lots of people. We can´t go outside. Some sickness is spreading. It makes everyone numb and aggressive, like zombies.
Time passes, but the disease befalls a great number of people in the bunker, too.
The bunker is huge. We trick the sick people into the reactor-tunnel. A big red steel door is closed. I warn everyone to not open it and we divide ourselves for watches.
Somehow, it doesn´t work and the I constantly find the door unguarded and open.
More people become zombies. One day, I find the door open again. There is only a small lamp over it inside the tunnel. I get curious and venture a little in. There is just blackness before my eyes. Then sudenly the door is locked behind me. I get scared and hit against the door and scream for help. This lures the zombies towards me. I can hear them. Just before they reach me, the door opens again, and I am safe. No one is responsible, they say. Who opened the door, who locked it stays a secret. End of the dream.