Someone or something decided to remove memories from all of us. Whether for some goal or just a whim, the results are the same.

[At first that seems all he would say but he keeps going.] I trust for now we’re all trying to make sense of the chaos. And this place will not stop trying to muddy the road and slow us down.

…The rest I don’t know. I haven’t seen enough of here, or my memories to trust anything else.