This story requires you

To be happy. Isn't that a desire all people share? But perhaps you wish to maximize misery?
To remember each mistake, time and time again. Over and over till the end of time?
But why would you?

There are worse things then simple memories.
The Monster in the window?
The Skeletons in the attic?
The only limitation to this place, is but the screen you see this message through.
The very secret to life itself lies beyond these walls, for safe keeping.
Minds of mortal men have since rotted.
Time is but a dream.

Perhaps you would like to see?