A Zombie Dream & A Dr. House Dream

I had a dream that I was in a large rundown house. I was sitting on a couch or cushioned chair listening to conversations. Suddenly I was fighting off a zombie who looked a whole lot like The Master in the first season of Buffy The Vampire Slayer. No, I have not been watching the show anytime recently. Zombie was albino white, not wearing a shirt, it's skin had lots of thick wrinkles, it's eyes were red and it had razor sharp teeth. My left hand was on it's right shoulder, my right hand had a hold of it's left forearm and I mostly could not take my eyes off it's mouth & teeth while I tried desperately to keep it from taking a huge chunk out of the right side of my neck. I kept screaming for someone to help me then I looked around & saw it was only me & zombie in the room.

I briefly woke up sweating & had to peel off my sweatpants. I immediately fell back to sleep and dreamed I was in a gym or fitness center locker room. There were other people (all fully dressed, as well as myself) maybe only about 5 or 6 people. I was talking to someone while attempting to find my locker & get my coat so I could leave. I finally found my locker, but my coat was not in it. I thought I had the wrong locker and asked a couple others. They all knew nothing about my missing coat. Dr. House was in the locker room (fully clothed) talking to a couple of the other people. He stopped talking and loudly said no one could leave until my coat was found. Some one asked what it looked like. I described it (black with a gray stripe, etc.). Someone took a black coat out of a locker & asked if it was mine. No, I said. The coat the person held up was made of a thinner nylon and had sections of black stitches in which one could tell it was filled with either down or polyester filler. A woman wearing business attire walked in and handed me a white, hardcover children's book, roughly 9 x 13 with only a dozen pages in it. I looked through it, then attempted to hand it back. She told me to keep it, I would be needing it. I didn't understand. I asked her how it would help find my coat. She told me it was inside. I opened the book again to the back cover. Folded inside and attached to the binding was a thin clear plastic folded-up coat. I had no idea how it was going to help me because I knew it was very cold outside. I just thanked her & said I still wanted my own coat back. The guy who had asked about the black coat he found was still holding it. House told me to just take that one. I thought the coat was rather ugly & didn't really want it, but I took it from the guy anyway. Then I pondered whether I should take the clear "coat" out of the book or save it for a rainy day (literally) when I woke up--still hot.