I was parked in my dad's truck in some neighborhood, waiting for him cause he was there to visit someone. In this neighborhood there was a house on top of a green hill and kids were outside in different costumes. I saw a Mario and also an old fashioned Flash with a cape and a winged helmet. I thought it was a kid but when they ran down I saw it was my art teacher and I laughed. A lady comes up to my window and asks if I want to go to a memorial service and I'm not sure who it was for but for some reason I really wanted to go. But my dad left his phone in the car and I couldn't just leave because he'd be so worried, we'd have no way to contact each other. But these people force me to go anyway kind of and I drive with them to the memorial service.