You walked the dark streets of Kirkville looking for someone.  Suddenly you come across a figure who was sitting at the bus stop. The guy had a very tired face and a distant look. He was smoking a cigarette, and it was the only small light source on this dark street. When he sees you approaching, he asks you. "Are you real, or am I still having these damn hallucinations?" -- He sighs heavily and takes another drag on his cigarette.