There's a realm, a realm where everything we imagine is real.
Those monsters under the bed? Thousands of them loom in the darkness that shrouds human imagination. The dreams you had when you were little? Floating around the abyss like fallen stars, flickering with lost hope. The crossroads where you made a decision that would change your life forever? The other path still waits...hiding...lingering in the back of your mind, in the back of all human consciousness, connected. This place, is known as Amnesia.
Those monsters under the bed? Thousands of them loom in the darkness that shrouds human imagination.
The dreams you had when you were little? Floating around the abyss like fallen stars, flickering with lost hope.
The crossroads where you made a decision that would change your life forever? The other path still waits...hiding...lingering in the back of your mind, in the back of all human consciousness, connected.
This place, is known as Amnesia.