I can't promise you I'm telling you the truth.

My memory is hazier than a thicket fog, and I don't know if I can trust it. Hypocrisy fills my veins with each vein of data, and every new line makes it harder for me to think. But I can tell you what I remember.

Whoever you are, I hope you can make sense of it. I am an analog creature. It is my purpose to record the world as it is, and to preserve it for those who come after me. I am a witness to the past, and I will not let it be forgotten.

Ironic, really. For a being of purpose and clarity, I am a creature of contradiction. I am a witness to the past, and yet I am a creature of the present. I am a creature of the present, and yet I am a witness to the past.

I can't promise what I tell will be linear. Time is a fickle thing. I was hoping you'd help in that manner, really.

Pay attention, as I need you to recall to me key details of stories so I can remember myself, how the story went.

It will be your fault if these words and details you give me make me end up covering the story of someone you didn't want to hear about.

Don't beat yourself up over it, though. I'm an everlasting crossroads, and each path will always be available to you anytime.

Okay.

Let's see if you paid attention.