Migrants

So, migrants have arrived. This answers some questions, but causes us to pose more.....

We now know what we were sent here to make. A dance hall. For elves. I told them that they got the right place, but that we aren't making a dance hall. No fuckin way. Right now, we're making a water hall, see? So, now that you're here you can either help us try to survive here, or guide us out of here.

Turns out that we didn't get a very satisfactory answer.

They didn't know the way back home. It seems that they were slowly realizing that they had been developing large blank spaces in their memory.

So. Something around here is the cause.