(COMPLETED) I find myself washed up on the shores of an island with no memories at all. Strangely, items litter the beach. Coins, hairpins, watches, thimbles. The island is where all lost items go. I find other amnesiacs just like me, all stuck on the lost island. Who made this place? Will we ever get our memories back? Will we ever go home? Why are we here in the first place? Why are we...lost?