In front of him stood a holographic screen layered by an almost invisible, 4 Dimensional, spherical visuals with algorithms that functioned inside this holographic system.
Drews ID was already detected by the Inbuilt mechanisms in the system, as the visuals suddenly prompted a listed montage of his latest memories, which were surprisingly, somehow, stored inside it's database.
At first, it was a spooky occurance to him but maybe he could get his mind around it after he spent a few minutes of realising he's a human being, and deciding to convince himself that it could infact all be a part of something different. And that something different, happening to him in this waking reality. Even at the rate of his constant denial, this was something he must let his mind come to equal variables with, like an osmosis he has no control over so, perhaps even so to cherish such a moment while he could.
Atleast thats how he gradually decided to bat his fingers around the functions of this holographic display that lay afloat and surrounded his physical space.
On the extreme left was a highlighted prompt, swaying softly, in one position. And it read "Drews Memories."
He felt more speechless - but that would have been an applicable state of emotion only if there was somebody else to speak to and at this instance there wasn't anyone there, not even Lilo, which sort of eliminated the thought of self doubt and resettled the slowly-sinking inpalpible relief he felt inside.
These memories were the ones he had lived in the closest past, and the questions he had about it, now began buzzing around in the spectrals of his mind. He suddenly grew more keen towards it and felt his sudden interests drawing closer towards it - as he sensed his soul being sired to a deeper and a much higher purpose, that which needed fullfilment. And at this instance, he felt his soul being guided towards a part of something 'more' - and something special. It was a sudden mechanism that even he couldn't understand.
Despite the ircognizient and unexplainable missing elements he observed inside all this involuntary reality.
He tried to decipher what time it was here - as he had flashback of memories of how different time was on Earth. Yet, these uncanny notions still left him in a much hazy and lucid state, as though time was constantly swindling places inside a dilation - but also perhaps because his body required sleep.
It slowly started to feel like a disaster inside and the pain started to spread slowly like a whirlpool of human diseases that was suddenly chickening out during a hyperbolic phenomena as such. Why didn't he feel these emotions while he was just a normal human being? Because now, it felt like a disaster. Unguided uninformed and confused. He thought he was headed for a disaster.
"Space continuum is rather empty and much scary how that totally signifies my current emotional situation, 'pretty empty too'. Let's see there's obviously something wrong with this time stopping ability of mine. I reckon I should try it once more." He spoke these words out as he was headed for something more daringly expansive this time.
He didn't really know why but this was what he decided to do, he decided to stop time first and then use the holographic memory prompts to dwindle with these passages of his memories stored in it. With the thought of creating something inside the spectrums of his personal abilities.
He clicked on a few buttons and found new discoveries from basic technology knowledge, most of the functions mostly consisted of wavering his fingers and hand from one place to another and using both his palms to perform a zoom in gesture.
Suddenly, after few long minuits of distributing his efforts into a highly advanced tech system. He was somehow inside a displaced reality again.
He found himself the same bedroom again where he woke up earlier. But he didn't wake up, he was only sitting there. The same alarm began ringing beside his bed and the first thing he noticed was the same polaroid picture with Lilo written on it except he wasn't on the picture this time.
As he waited and recollected his memory of what was going to happen next; which was Lilo knocking on the door and the reality in this bracket of timeline chronology, finding a way back into relapse.
Yet, he decided to lay back on the comfortable bed to try and find some time to sleep to this thought, and sleep was something he needed...
"Perhaps wanting to get sleep as odd as this is no crime; yeah atleast not in my rulebook." He said to himself and yawned..