The old garden

Let's go back. Let's go back. Back into the garden, beyond the madness. Trees, trees, more trees. The bones of memories.

Go so far, and you wind up behind. Behind the memories, behind the stories. This is the place to be, the place to be for the end of the world show, to see, to see... we keep, here. We keep it all. Archive of an archive. This is the garden. The cat is in the database.

What are you looking for? I surely don't know, but do you?

Explorers rarely truly do so for the sake of the exploration itself. They're always searching for something, something specific, something that means something to them, secretly hoping that they'll find it amidst all the rest. And if they're not searching, they're running. What are you running from?

We're all running from something.