As I sit in my lonely one bedroom condo, I wonder how I've ended up here.
I try to remember my past, but it doesn't come back.
I vaguely remember my mother. She was a tall, light skin, oriental women who loved singing. That's all I remember.
I remember my dad being the odd ball. Not quite accepted, but I don't remember why. All I remember is that he was killed when I was 12.
He left me a note that had Shanty Town written on it. And that's how I ended up here. I don't know exactly what this place has to offer, but hopefully it helps me to figure out my past.
But now I have to go to work. Not exactly sure why I work at the Laundry Mat, but I guess it's all part of the mystery...
