A few weeks ago, I had this dream, and only remembered it today.
I had just pulled of a successful heist, and was trying to get out of the country. I knew I had very limited time, but I had a plan, and it was exhilarating. I went to a casino, where I was to meet up with a connection of mine, who was waiting for me with a new ID. I worried about getting into what looked like a high school dance, but then I realized, the doorman is in on it. My ID won't matter. So I go through a horribly ugly casino/hotel hallway, and enter a room. There is my friend waiting for me, and we look at the ID and it looks nothing like me.
We decide that rather than putting my picture on the ID, the best thing to do would be to make me look more like the girl in the ID. That way, the ID card itself isn't compromised. So she starts cutting my hair (apparently in this dream, I started with long hair. It's hard to know these things when you're looking out of your own eyes rather than watching it all happen). While she's hacking away mercilessly, I hear a loud and regular thumping coming from the hallway. I go to see what's going on, because I'm fairly anxious about the whole escaping-from-a-crime thing. I open the door and look into the hotel hallway, and see that, of course, it's zombies.
I remember that there's been a zombie Apocalypse, but I'm not really worried, because it was so long ago that the zombies are ineffective and pathetic at this point. They look like rubber Halloween masks, all empty and jiggly, only they're attached to bodies and crawling very slowly on the floor. An old couple walks down the hallway and carelessly dodge the crawling zombies. I go back into the room, satisfied that the noises were nothing to worry about, and go back to my disguise.