I too had a freaky, zombie dream. I remember it quite vividly, too.
For some reason, I was in the Middle East, in the middle of a street, when I hear a groaning.
A low, pained, groaning.
Going, "Wtf?" I turned around, and I see about 20 Resident Evil zombies limping towards me.
Shit!
I ran into a speedboat, and asked the driver to cross to the other side of the river. Then the driver suddenly turned into a zombie too, so I kicked him off. But then the boat had a hole appear in the centre. So I jumped out, limped ashore, and ran, finding this other couple who were also running. I found my "mother"'s place, and bolted the doors shut with the couple. Realising we needed food after a while, I had to go outside to find some nourishment. As stealthily as I could, I scampered into a supermarket, grabbed as many packets of 2-min noodles as I could, and triggered the alarm. Next thing I knew, zombies were crawling into the supermarket, overwhelming me. The first grabbed onto me, and pushed me to the ground. The last thing I could see was his rotting mouth gaping over my head...
I woke up sweating heavily. I couldn't go back to sleep for hours after that.