Nameless, Roommate of a Duck

There is water on the floor.
No doors. No ceiling. No shadows.
Just a duck - floating. Watching.

A man wakes up with no name, no past, and nowhere to go.
But this isn't a story about finding a way out.
It's about staying afloat - when nothing makes sense,
and everything quietly breaks.

Dark. Surreal. Barely absurd.

If you're reading this, you've either come looking for meaning...or you've already lost yours. Either way, welcome. He floats. You won't.