I was Mr. Shu from Glee (even though it didn't look like him) at a bar in my dream. I was talking to someone in the army. I was looking as Mr. Shu from the army man's perspective but I didn't know what he was saying. Every time I returned to the conversation he/I looked worse and worse. I was more ragged and bloody. The final time I spoke with the army personnel I told him I was dieing.
They let me sing a very heartfelt song on stage while people came by and tried to comfort me. After the song the woman at the bar got an email from his/my wife saying she would be there right after she puts some gears away. Up until this point I hadn't told her he was dieing.
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