He stands in the doorway for a long moment, staring at the room and trying to find something familiar. Nothing. Nothing strikes him and it makes him angry, angry enough to want to scream, but he subdues it, tries to breathe calmly. "I don't recognize anything," he says, voice small.

"God damn it," he swears, wanting to punch something. "What the fuck is this place? How can I have been here before?"