Me and another guy were putting on a show for a bunch of people. We were indoors, and there was a big tree that we performed around, and all the people sat around it. He was an army cavalryman from the 1800s, and I was an Indian chief. I had to wear fake teeth over mine, but the fake ones looked better than my real ones. I was walking around the tree looking solemn and sullen, and then the other guy shot me. I pretended to die, and laid on the floor for awhile until I got up when the show was over.