I was found on the shore of a lake near a small fishing town. A quiet, provincial place where everyone knows each other, but... Nobody knows me. I don’t know myself. How can you live without a past, without even remembering your own name? I know who I am and where I come from. I have no idea when my birthday is, or if my hair color is natural. It’s like I’m invisible. To everyone, even to myself. But not to him. I always feel his searching gaze on me, as if I’m a mystery that he is desperately trying to figure it out. I need answers...But he is silent. Only in my gaze does a shadow of recognition flicker. I don’t know anything about myself or the world, but I understand one thing for sure: they will come for me... Someone wants me to die, follows me on my heels, hides somewhere out there, in the dark, and waits...Now my name is Amnesia and this is my story.