Am I going mad? Maybe I am going mad. The name she gives me doesn't ring a bell at all.
"No, I don't remember! I don't know you!" I tell her, "I don't even know who I am!"
As the words come out of my mouth, I know it's true. I don't have a name or an identity, and I'm just stuck in some place with someone who is frowning at me and...suddenly, with that realisation I'm really, really scared. Wherever here is, I don't belong. I don't belong anywhere because I'm not really anything.