Coffee, a lost soul. He doesn’t remember anything from his past, childhood or earlier this year. Yesterday, he just snapped into the world. He wore paper on his face with a drawn smileyface. He was confused, since he had no memory of what anything was. His English was very bad, which meant he doesn’t make sense most of the time, and was like a toddler learning everything for the first time. He sat in someone’s bedroom on the bed, taking in everything with a curious expression.