First Memory; [video]
[The image flickers on and off, before staying relatively steady on a rather new face--one of a frowning, apparently teenage male with long white hair and aqua eyes.] Huh... so this thing's like a tiny computer? Only...
[There's a bit more poking and prodding of the watch, causing the audio to die and turn back on. After roughly 30 seconds of figuring out the communicator, the boy nods once slightly, apparently satisfied at figuring out how it works.] Right, so this thing is broadcasting. Anyone out there want to tell me what this place is? I don't remember getting on that train that brought me here.
[The last thing he remembers, besides getting off that train at the station, was the odd ride. And the feeling he wasn't alone.]