Mary was jolted from her sleep, she shot straight up and was sweating as if she had just had a bad dream. She was in some abandoned house, dusty, cobwebby, and old. Questions then began to come to mind, and she found she had no answers or memories. She was truly a blank slate. She left what she guessed was the living room and entered a hall way with the front door. She exited the house to find she was it some sort of ghost town, "Hello?" she called out. There had to be somebody out there.