He… is feeling very very confused. But it's fine. He'll just… lean up. Look around himself.

The table feels weird.

Weird and cold and wonderful and he can feel just how smooth it is, it must've been very hard work, even microscopic depressions are almost completely absent and it's so pretty.

… Would it be weird for him to turn over and have a closer look at it?

Because he's doing that.

Who cares if it's weird no one's there to look.

(Well, there's that very judgmental-looking dead old man on the other table, there, but he's probably not getting up, too, that'd be too much of a coincidence, right?)

Well no, he's probably not.

The table, however, is very interesting, and ooh, it's shiny, he can see his own face in it.

Oooh.

He tilts his head. Is it just him or does he look super dashing today, like seriously dashing, like how can you even get this handsome and– the table is very very smooth.

… He is tempted to lick it.

He could lick it, if he wanted to. Who's gonna even notice? I mean, he was lying naked on it, really, he almost has a spiritual bond with it.

… And he'd only be licking approximately where his head was, so it's totally– fine, right?

He looks around, a little bit furtively, then: he licks it.

It tastes metallic. That much is pretty similar from what he remembers. But there's so much more detail, and it's so different from everything else he's ever tasted. He might even be able to distinguish different types of metal by taste.

It's… it's kind of wonderful.

He feels like he should try licking some more things now. Like his arm – that's not weird, it's a bit of him, this is totally okay.

Yep! It's totally okay. And it also tastes just like he remembers but also somehow not. That he's sure he could use to distinguish people. If only there was someone else there he could lick.

(...hey, speaking of his reflection on the table, did his eyes use to be this blue?)

He's sure they were not but he thinks he kinda likes the change? It's much better than the previous blue-gray thing, now they're vibrant.

He lifts his head and looks around again. There was a body. Has the body moved, or is the body where the body was?

He hopes it hasn't moved.

It has not, in fact, moved.

(...maybe he could lick it too.)

He… squints a little.

There are plenty of other things he could lick, too. Like the walls. Maybe they taste interesting. He's already tried 'person'.

… But he's totally going to lick that body too.

Yyyep. He will definitely be able to tell people apart by taste. How odd.

...and tasty. Very tasty, actually. He could just eat this dead guy up.

Ooh.

Now why does a dead body taste tasty? That's curious. It probably requires experimentation, doesn't it?

He'll just bite right down on their neck.

Nom.

Mmhm, tasty, now it's done.

What else's interesting? There are walls, walls are potentially interesting (and kinda funny, aren't they? walls. walls walls walls walls walls... wall. it doesn't even look like a word anymore), and there's that closet and the door (ooh door).

… Does the door taste different from the wall? Because he totally licks it.

Of course they do, they're absolutely distinct, there is no way whatsoever they could possibly taste the same.

(waaaaaaaaaaaall wall wall wall wall waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall)

(Wall. Can a word taste funny? It feels… wall… ish. It's very… 'w'-ish. There's a 'w'.)

He opens the door then! … Does it have a handle he has to push or what because, like, he just pushes it open.

The door does not submit gracefully to this. In fact, it breaks off its hinge. Very rude of it.

He gives it a glare for its transgression and then walks past it.

… Wait, he's naked. Can he see any clothes?

Nnot anywhere nearby, no.

Well, he'll just have to go looking for some in that case.

Out through the– archway, since it now lacks a door, and… what's around him?

Anything interestingly interactable?

Of course, everything is interestingly interactable, he could be licking everything!

(The everything in question is a short hallway with another room attached to it, a door at one end, and an elevator and stairs at the other end.)

… He thinks he will go look at the wall, in that case, and examine it in great detail.

Because it's just that interesting.

He might lick it a little but then he thinks he will just walk along the corridor to whatever door comes first on his right.