I woke up from a dream: Some sort of odd gothic world. Another planet that someone calls Mars that was going to invade the Earth. Cory was there. Something was happening but I don't remember what.

Then... I was at the reunion concert of a 1980s band but I can't quite... There are two men, older, run down, sitting in a green room, waiting to perform. They talk to me, and I am uneasy with them. Eventully I figure out that they must be the Smiths, although they don't act like I would expect the Smiths to act. Whatever that is.