I can't remember when was the last time I felt this way, yet the sensation feels familiar, my body remembers where I'm, yet my mind is blank. I look around, no face seems familiar and somehow we all wearing a variation of the same outfit. As I bring my fingers to my face I can't feel my eyes nor figure out if my mouth is open, yet my body feels more and more at ease. I'm not afraid just somehow confused. Why is all this so familiar? I can't remember when was the last time I felt this way, yet the sensation feels familiar, my body remembers where I'm, yet my mind is blank. I look around, no face seems familiar and somehow we all wearing a variation of the same outfit. As I bring my fingers to my face I can't feel my eyes nor figure out if my mouth is open, yet my body feels more and more at ease. I'm not afraid just somehow confused. Why is all this so familiar? I can't remember when was the last time I felt this way, yet the sensation feels familiar, my body remembers where I'm, yet my mind is blank. I look around, no face seems familiar and somehow we all wearing a variation of the same outfit. As I bring my fingers to my face I can't feel my eyes nor figure out if my mouth is open, yet my body feels more and more at ease. I'm not afraid just somehow confused. Why is all this so familiar? I can't remember when was the last time I felt this way, yet the sensation feels familiar, my body remembers where I'm, yet my mind is blank. I look around, no face seems familiar and somehow we all wearing a variation of the same outfit. As I bring my fingers to my face I can't feel my eyes nor figure out if my mouth is open, yet my body feels more and more at ease. I'm not afraid just somehow confused. Why is all this so familiar? I can't remember when was the last time I felt this way, yet the sensation feels familiar, my body remembers where I'm, yet my mind is blank. I look around, no face seems familiar and somehow we all wearing a variation of the same outfit. As I bring my fingers to my face I can't feel my eyes nor figure out if my mouth is open, yet my body feels more and more at ease. I'm not afraid just somehow confused. Why is all this so familiar? I can't remember when was the last time I felt this way, yet the sensation feels familiar, my body remembers where I'm, yet my mind is blank. I look around, no face seems familiar and somehow we all wearing a variation of the same outfit. As I bring my fingers to my face I can't feel my eyes nor figure out if my mouth is open, yet my body feels more and more at ease. I'm not afraid just somehow confused. Why is all this so familiar?