This room. Is it really yours? The shapes, the items seem familiar, evoking a vague feeling of déjà vu, but your head is empty of memories.

And yet it's so nice here. Only the quiet ticking of an old clock breaks the silence. Warm sunlight floods the cosy room through the panoramic windows. There are so many books, houseplants... And the air is so fresh as if you were not in the centre of the metropolis.

A familiar, joyfully excited voice brings you back from your thoughts:

"Master! You're awake at last! Has the medication taken effect?"