My Key, Your Heart

Whenever you open your eyes, you are left with more questions than answers.

To help you battle trauma and pain you were prescribed an experimental medication- it helps, however taking it also seems to slowly rob you of everything that makes you yourself, that being your memories.

You can't remember your name, you can't remember where you live, or what your breakfast was this morning.

At this point you can only follow along anything which gives you a semblance of guidance... lest you be consumed by the fog.