Parasitic Moment

[Is the blank hour in your memory really a "blank"? Every day from 2 to 3 pm, I will "disappear" on time. The surveillance video captured me looking in the mirror and saying in a strange voice: "I succeeded in pretending today." But the psychiatrist smiled and asked me: "Did you enjoy the extra hour yesterday?" "Parasite Moment" takes you into the cracks of consciousness and reveals the daily life of "another you". When the body becomes a tenant and memory becomes a monitor, do you dare to look back at your "blank"?