As Zephyr tried to open his eyes slowly, he was immediately flooded with a torrent of stimuli from the outside world. Everything was bright. The sounds were too loud. Hunger. Thirst. Pain. The weight of gravity on his body. He could consciously feel every single limb of his body. He had weight again. Everything was hitting him all at once. A cacophony of stimuli that he was struggling to process. He felt like an outsider in his own body. Coupled with the sluggishness he felt due to his extreme mental fatigue, he instantly slumped on the bed where his body was sat. Unconscious.
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The next time he cracked his eyes open, he found himself staring right at the face of his teacher— Jon.
His heavily lidded eyes that struggled to fully part open, scanned the room just as his teacher observed him.
