As a part of an in-class demonstration, our teacher recalled a dream that she once had. The dream was ‘prepackaged’, meaning that we were able to experience exactly as she had. The dream revolved around an immortal man. We drove past a broken down Ferris Wheel that was rumored to be his resting place. When I turned around, I found myself surrounded by all the dead people that he had ever loved throughout the centuries of his existence.