Zack sat and tried to clear his mind. It was almost like the lady said, except instead of a door, it was a huge, singular room with everything scattered about. In addition... everything was MOVING. Entire stacks of the files would teleport from one end of the room to the next. Loose files flew as if blown by strong winds. This was going to take some time. He "summoned" a few filing cabinets and started organizing whatever he could grab in front of him into broad topics. Personal memories, general knowledge, physical skills, etc. It wasn't long before he'd completed the first stack... but there were countless more to go. At the very least, he didn't think he'd be bored here. He had too much to do.