Yeah...

"So... my first question is-" You start.

"Hold on!" He interrupts. "I'll only answer three questions, is that understood?"

You open your mouth to argue but he places a finger to his lips and shushes you. In response, you glare at him and exhale to calm down. "Fine... well... where are we?"

The man chuckles and shrugs, smiling mischievously. "I don't know."

"Wait... you don't? So that doesn't count, does it?" You protest.

"Oh, it does! That's the beauty of these kinda games. Who knows if I do genuinely know? Who knows if I'm lying to you?"

Letting out a sigh, you ask him another question. "Who are you?"

Once more, he shrugs, this time without a smile. His face looks almost upset by your question and he looks off to the window of the room. "If you want honesty, and I mean true honesty... I don't really know who I am. To be real with you... I don't really know much. This place... whatever it is... I don't know. I'm sorry but... time for your last question?"

"Uh... right... well... how long have you been here for? Has it been that long or are you even more like me?"

"I doubt it'd shock you if I said I wasn't truly sure how long I've been here for... see, all I know is that I've been here for a while. But the thing is, your concept of time kinda fades away. Like you could be writing a note to a maid and suddenly it's much later than you originally thought. Admittedly, time seems to be more... I guess the right way to describe it is as normal... but I don't even really remember what time being more normal means." He let's out a sigh, scratching the back of his head before giving you a reassuring smile. "But if it helps, you're not alone!"

You can't help but blush at his last comment, yet in your head, you began to piece together what he was saying. Wherever you were, it couldn't truly be real... if what he was saying was true, that is.

"Right... well... thank you. I should really be getting back to what I was doing now." You smile at him and wave, turning to the door and beginning to walk towards it. As you do so, you can hear him rustle around in his dresser, only to feel something made of fabric hit your head. You turn as it falls to the ground, finding a pair of tight, blue boxers and some grey leggings. "Oh... thanks... forgot about that."

You pick them up and leave, heading back into the hallway and putting them on awkwardly.