Odd.

There was something not quite right about the window. You could see through it well enough, yet couldn't quite perceive what was on the other side. Of course there were shapes and colors, outlines of forms, but the objects were unrecognizable to your brain. Familiar, but never registering as an entity of your world.

Is that... draped fabric? No, it is far too rigid and I don't know of any fabric with that texture. Do I know of anything with that texture? It is like wool, but hard and perhaps wet? No, maybe it's just smooth. But how could it look like wool and glisten like polished stone?

What you should be debating is where the light is coming from that casted onto... whatever that is. True, it is a window, but it did not lead outside. There was no horizon or skyline, no sun or moon shining from the sky. The space you peered into was enclosed and oddly bright. Bright like a night illuminated by a glaring super moon, allowing you to traverse the "dark" without a care. Not quite sun bright, but light nonetheless.

None of it is familiar. Well, it is. I just cannot put my finger on it. Is that a microwave? No, perhaps a small television. Perhaps not, those filaments are too thick to be any sort of antennae. Maybe it's a handle, like on a sort of briefcase! Oh but whose hand could fit in such a position? Regardless, it seems much too heavy to carry with one hand and it would be too uncomfortable to get a good grip on... What was I doing?

Who could blame you for losing track of time? It is important to inspect every area of a candidate for your new home. The previous owner said to take your time, no harm done. Although you tend to be a very thorough, detail-oriented person, perhaps five months is a bit unnecessary. If you could just figure out what you're looking at...