Have We Met Before? 2: Fantasy Island

The sun was the first thing you had noticed as you woke up. It was beating down on you, blinding you until you raised a hand to provide your eyes with some shade. Yet as you sat up on what you found to be a mound of sand, you realised that something was off, yet you didn't know what.

Momentarily struggling to get up, you stood up on the sand. Wherever you were, you had no idea. It was hot, though, and you could feel the sun continuing to shine on your naked skin.

"I... where am I?" You mumble aloud, scratching the back of your head. Taking a look along the shore of the beach, you noticed a few different places of interest: a city, a large cavern and a jungle, each seeming somewhat familiar. Standing there, though, you realised a figure was watching from the bushes just beyond where you stood. "What is this place supposed to be, then? I assume you're supposed to be a guide or something!"

The figure then dissipated, ignoring your questions and leaving you once more alone. You let out a sigh of frustration. "This isn't right, surely? This should be some kind-of game show or something, right? I need a guide!"

You wait for a few moments, half-expecting a response from something in the sky, perhaps, yet nothing comes. Disappointed, you scratch the back of your head and squint in the brightness. Something else was off, you realised. You didn't even know your name.

"Weird..." You mutter. It was as though something in your mind was trying frantically to crawl out, but it didn't amount to much. "No name and no assistance. Great..."