"AH!!!" Marion woke up gasping for air. Sweat dripped down his forehead and back. He glanced here and there, looking around, scanning the salty room he was in.
It wasn't a strange place, but he didn't seem to remember everything. Even this place.
Marion got up, then got off the bed where he had been lying. His steps swayed just like that, out of the room where he was now.
He found many things that were familiar to him, but he could not remember clearly and in detail. He just keeps following where his instincts and steps take him. He still scanned every corner he passed.
His hands traced the wall with classic sculptures. He really seemed to have seen and had memories of this building. Even the scent that wafted into his nostrils, seemed to have become friends. However, where is he now?
Marion was now at the end of the stairs that led him down. He didn't know whether to go down, or to just watch what was going on below.