I was in the room. This is the same room I have always been in and never thought of beyond it’s relationship the world outside the room. I believe there is a world outside, based on the images the voice shows me. I can’t prove this though, as I have never been not in the room. I’ve been taught the difference between many things that I’ll never experience. I understand the differences between hot and cold, fresh and stale, night and day. For me though, there is only awake and asleep.