It's my friend's birthday and I'm surrounded by about 4-6 girls trying to figure out where we're going for my friend's birthday. We've decided that we're going to go wherever she wants.
We're walking around and we finally find the place. She's at the door waiting for us. It's this Asian nightclub. I immediately tell her I don't want to go and we should go somewhere else more fun. She wants to dance here. Because it's her birthday, I agree to go in. I follow other people in and we realize that one of the rooms is specially reserved for this other Asian girl's birthday. Everyone looks at us weird, as if we've intruded their party. We go into another room where there are 2 tables and a corpse on each table. They're just laying there. They were apparently related to my friend. This is not at all weird. No one is freaked out. I feel kind of awkward and uncomfortable that we're about to eat at a table where a dead person is laying there, but this is normal... everyone does this when their family members just pass away.
I pick my seat and it's by one of the corpse's feet. I move my plate a little bit as I'm getting ready to sit down for her birthday dinner.
And then... I wake up.
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