Hello, my name is Zachariah Thomas Wells, and I am a storyteller. Well, at least I have tried to be. You see, when I was a child, I visited a place called Neostorune. I had many adventures, and when I came back, I would tell my parents about them. They didn't believe me and kept my stories hidden for fear that I would be labeled crazy. When I was fourteen, a car accident killed them both, and Child Services sent me to live with my uncle. He fell in love with my stories and fostered in me the desire to tell others. Eventually, my belief in Neostorune got me committed to the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum, and that is where I have called home for almost forty years now. I still jot down my memories, but the staff here brush them aside as simple stories from a feeble mind. My desire is to visit Neostorune one more time to see how my friends there are faring.