After she has gone away, his companion remarks to him, "She only said that because the cholera rages over yonder, and she wants to keep this side of the street to herself." Then comes an attempt to flee from the region of the cholera.

Returning to his house, he finds the procession gone, but the street strewn with rich nosegays; and he further observes crowds of men who seem to be funeral attendants, and who, like himself, are hastening to join the procession.

These are, oddly enough, dressed in red.

When hurrying on, it occurs to him that he has forgotten to take a wreath for the coffin.
Then he wakes up with beating of the heart.
The sources of this dream are, according to Wundt, as follows.

First of all, he had, on the previous day, met the funeral procession of an acquaintance.