A chart that maps each letter of the PRYHEZ anagram with a number of stars. Your best guess would be that it spells out 'ZEPHYR' A transparent image with a branching diagram and the letters: PRYHEZ. Twenty-one white ceiling stars on a black background. A chess board with the pieces in a strange position. From left to right, top to bottom, they are: a blank space, a black king, a black pawn, space, space, black rook, white rook, space, space, white rook, space, white knight, black bishop, space, black pawn, space, space, white pawn, white pawn, space, white pawn, black pawn, space, black bishop, black pawn, space, black knight, space, black knight, space. The rest of the tiles are empty. A chess board with the pieces in a strange position. From left to right, top to bottom, they are: a white queen, an empty space, a white pawn, a space, space, white rook, space, white pawn, white bishop, space, space, white rook, space, white knight, white pawn, space, white pawn, black pawn, space, black knight, white pawn, space, space, white knight. The rest of the tiles are blank. A chess board with the pieces in a strange position. From left to right, top to bottom, they are: a blank space, a white bishop, space, black pawn, space, black pawn, space, white rook, white pawn, black pawn, white pawn, space, space, black bishop, black knight, space, white pawn, space, space, black knight, space, white pawn, white pawn, space, space, white knight, black bishop, space, black pawn, space, space, white pawn, white pawn, space, white pawn, black pawn. The rest of the tiles are empty. Using the blacklight, you can see that the five rows of the grid read as follows: JULIA, BCDEF, GHKMN, OPQRS, TVWXY. A blank 5x5 grid of multicolored squares. There are twenty-five squares in all, almost enough for a full alphabet. In fact, you can just barely make out a few letters. A 'J' in the top left square (1,1), A 'p' lower down (2,4). You'll need some tool to reveal the full grid, a blacklight, perhaps.
The morning that grabs ahold of you and slaps you awake is a warm, sunlit morning with obstreperous blue jays racketing from outside the open window.

It is your open window, presumably, although really you have no clue. That's strange. You'd think you'd have some idea as to who's window this is, or as to whether or not it was you or someone else who left it half open during the night.

Seeing as you are now waking, you presume that you slept, and, at some point before that, went to bed. But you don't recall doing any of that. In fact, you have utterly no memory of anything at all before the moment you heard the blue jay.

You continue to lay in bed, immobilized by the tranquil feeling of the morning. That soft morning feeling is familiar. Nothing else is. You let a slight smile onto your face. What a curious mystery! You feel no urgency to solve it, but you must admit that you're intrigued. How could you know what a blue jay is and not know your own name?