I mean, I can totally believe that I was here and just don't remember for... some reason. Weird stuff seems to just follow me no matter where I go. This probably isn't even the weirdest thing that's happened or is going to happen to me, soooo. Yeah, guess this is my life now. Which. Sucks. Kinda had a lot going on back home.

[Half of the stuff was great! And half of the stuff was absolutely horrible. But heeey, they have something to bond over. Undead buddies! Er, well, not in a zombie way, you know what I mean.]

Now, is there like, a unifying reason nobody believes it? Other than it sounding absolutely insane?