No more Army of Darkness before bed...

No Dusseldorf last night. No, last night, myself and a number of other people were somehow transported to a long abandoned way station in the middle of a parched cracked plain where the few sprouts of prairie grass that succeeded in sprouting from the burning ground were sickly and seemed to immediately regret the decision and were interested in nothing more that decomposing back into the ground from whence they came. This wasn't the worst of it. We were being assaulted. There was some threat that attacked us from off the plains. It was probably just other desperate people native to this land; however, under the dry crumbling floorboards. In the cool basement of what once must have been an oasis in this wasteland came a horde of zombies. No shambling squishy reanimated hunks of flesh here. These thing were vicious, brutal and tough as land the birthed them. So I spent all last night killing zombies trying to survive. The was a woman as well. Her name keeps escaping me now. I think it began with a 'C'. A brounette dressed in red. That is very distinct. At any rate, at some point, I lost her to the husks. We were losing people left and right and this time I lost her. There was also at some point a giant bird that we ended up summoning some how. It kept sweeping members of our party up as we huddled beneath a canopy trying to figure out how to defeat this flying monster. I'm not sure how we did it, but we must have succeeded as I continued on. There was another girl who was my charge at some point after the loss of 'C'. My memory of her is much less distinct, but I failed in protecting her as well. By the end I was all alone. Whether everybody else ended up being killed off or I just got cut off from the group, I cannot say. But I was on a verdant path that kept forking though a bunch of boulders. A voice in my head was telling me what branches to take. I encountered a giant spider. Nothing would harm this thing. The voice in my head mentioned something about getting her (the spider) her medicine or medication. At this point I notice a pharmaceutical counter up ahead. So I'm attempting to fend off this spider while procuring this strange distillment from the apothecary here. I do not know whether to really trust this voice in my head or not, but since anything I do is having no detrimental affects on the beast, I figure I haven't much to lose. I force myself to get up shortly later. I THINK I overcame the spider, but can't say for sure, nor what it might have done for me.