Tantamount

You see what the men are wearing, you vaguely know who they might be somehow. It's not clear, but there is a sense in which you know these men. They have familiar faces. This is the only thing for which you are unclear, because it is not apparent how you know that you recognize them... but you can't remember any of the specific details. You become more and more distraught, and you desire answers. You want to go down and ask these men questions, but you don't have a body it seems... or you might be dreaming, but you don't recall ever having a dream, or ever being alive. You know that dreams are real, but you feel fully conscious of everything that is happening and it wouldn't make sense for this to be a dream.