Lee finds himself lost inside his own head; everywhere he looks is familiar to him, but at the same time, he feels like he is seeing things for the first time. Like the car he has never seen before, and yet he knew that the gaming console was in the car's pocket; he knew the games and how to play them, but he felt that it was the first time seeing the games. This happens through the whole hour of the journey.

  As the Watsons get home, Lee steps out of the car and starts to walk to the house he has never seen before with a familiar step, even avoiding the loose slab so it won't splash water on his trousers.

  From inside the house comes the sound of a dog; Lee feels the corner of his lips rise at the familiar sound of the dog, he feels that he has never seen before, but at the same time, he calls out, “Sora, it’s okay, shush!” As the door is opened, the Akita dog of the family named Sora jumps onto Lee and licks his face. For some reason, Lee thinks that the dog was supposed to be smaller than it actually is, but at the same time, he believes that is only due to his own body being that of a toddler.

  The dog then bounds towards the car; as soon as it finds Sakura, it pounces on her, making her fall down on her bottom and giggle as Sora licks her face. Then Sakura grabs onto the dog's collar and climbs on top; once settled, Sakura says, “Sora, go home!” Upon getting the command from Sakura, the dog runs home carrying Sakura on its back. Both Lee and their parents laugh as they watch Sakura turn the dog into her personal horse.

  Lee then goes to his room and looks around; then he lies in bed, on his back, arms wide open as he stares at the ceiling.

  “What’s the matter, son?” Lee jumps startled at the sudden question from his dad coming from the door.

  Lee smiles. “It’s nothing; I was just thinking.”

  Sue walks into the room. “Lee, we know you. And on the journey, you kept pointing outside the window; it looked like you were checking things to make sure that they existed.”

  Lee has a puzzled look on his face. “Did I?” he asks, more to himself as he recaps the memory of the journey back home.

  “Yes, normally you would play your game or watch a movie,” says Kenji, taking a seat on one side of Lee and Sue sits on the other side. “You even agreed to play with Sakura on a multi-player game after she asked you once! What is going on? You can tell us anything.”

  Lee lowers his head, then looks at each of the parents sideways, a knot forming in his throat; then he shakes his head. “I would rather not; you would probably think I’m crazy.”

  Sue hugs Lee tightly. “Don’t be silly, child; you can trust in us. We wouldn’t think that of you.”

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  “But if I tell you, you might start treating me differently,” Lee says, turning his face away from his Mom’s embrace.

  “No, Lee, we won’t ever treat you differently,” assures Kenji, placing a comforting hand on Lee’s shoulder. “What is it that is giving you a troubled mind?”

  Lee takes a deep breath, then lets it out in a trembling sigh, as he fights not to cry. “It’s my head!”

  Sue places a hand on Lee’s forehead. “What? Is it still hurting?”

  Lee shakes his head. “No! It’s—I just feel confused. I feel like I’m not me; everything I see or touch, every smell or taste… I feel like they are new to me, but I know them! I’ve seen and touched all of the new things; the new smells and tastes, I’ve experienced them before.” Lee then grabs his head. “I just feel so confused.”

  Sue looks at Kenji then back at Lee. “Why did you not tell this to the doctors, honey?”

  Lee shakes his head, holding it tighter. “Because, somehow, I know that it is not a good thing to feel like this.” He says, then a supposed memory flashes with only four characters. But because Lee’s mind is overstressed, he feels actual pain and lets out a scream through clenched teeth.

  “Lee! What is the matter? Where is the pain?” Sue asks as Lee gets up from the bed and stumbles towards his desk; he then grabs a pen and paper, then writes the four letters using the standard Latin script alphabet. “D.P.D.R.” Sue says, reading the letters.

  “Lee, where did you see this?” Kenji asks, as Lee has only learned Kana and Kanji, Japanese calligraphy, in school.

  Lee points at his head. “I don’t know; I just know that I know.” He then points at the paper and says, “English! The four letters are similar to the way I feel.” Lee’s body then trembles and the pain in his head is gone; he stands straight and takes a deep breath; when he opens his eyes, it’s like nothing happened. “I don’t know what it stands for, but I know it is similar to how I feel.”

  Sue, with trembling hands, tries to type on her phone but is unable. So Kenji takes the phone and does a web search. “Depersonalization or derealisation disorder!” Kenji says the name in English. He then looks at his wife and shows her the phone's screen as he reads the rest in Japanese. “Depersonalization is when a person feels like an outsider or detached from their own body, thoughts or feelings; as for derealisation, it is when a person feels like their surroundings are unreal—not real—foggy or like a dream.” He then looks up from his phone and at Lee.

  As Kenji stops reading, Sue continues with moist eyes. “These conditions can occur individually or at the same time, and they are a defensive mechanism for the mind to cope, defend or recover from stress or a trauma.” Sue then gives the phone to Kenji and hugs Lee, tears streaming down her face. “It’s going to be alright, my son; this could be just because you have been in a coma, asleep for a long time, then the problem with the helmet.”

  Kenji continues reading. “And it looks like you have been doing the right thing, Lee,” says Kenji without taking his eyes off the phone. “The things you did—playing the games, checking the road and signs in advance—they are reality checks. That is when you know something in reality only works one way and you do a test to see if something else happens.” Sue then looks at Kenji, and the latter gives his wife a smile. “Now we know! It is not so bad; being surrounded by familiar objects and people will help him ground himself back in reality.”

  Sue nods. “Even so, it’s better if he remains home for the rest of the week; then next week, he can go back to school.”

  At the mention of going back to school, at the back of Lee’s mind comes the image of his school, teacher and classmates. But unlike the other times, these memories are all only from himself as Lee Watson.