Austin walked into the room tired as ever. He wasn't a morning person. Why did professors have to make classes so early? They knew students wouldn't be fully awake, right? Well this fourth year wasn't. He almost fell asleep in his french toast this morning. He did, however, end up pouring syrup all over his hand. It was a very odd morning indeed. Looking around, he found that a few students were sitting on the floor with chalkboards. Upon further looking around he found that there were chalkboards hanging up on the far wall. He promptly grabbed one, and some chalk, and found an empty spot to sit.

Looking up, wanting to greet the professor, he realized that the man was only half there. He was very confused indeed. "Um... Morning professor?"