The golden hue cast a warm light over him as smoke filled his nostrils, its scent wafting through the air.

A voice, a whisper in his mind, echoed through his thoughts, "We'll never die…., we'll be immortal." He gazed at the lines of smoke in the sky, lost in thought, as if in a trance.

Then, just as suddenly as the voice appeared, it was gone, and he was jerked awake by the sounds of laughter and chatter around him.

His head jerked up and his groggy eyes scanned the classroom, taking in his surroundings. He was in the middle of a lesson, and the teacher was introducing a new student. It seemed he had fallen asleep again. His heart racing with panic, he quickly got into gear, trying to catch up on what was being discussed.

The teacher's eyes met his, and with a roll of his eyes, he cleared his throat and motions towards the new student, "As I was saying, I want you all to welcome our new student this semester," the teacher gestured towards {{user}}.