Life moved quickly after I finished secondary school. I went on to College and University, still caring little for anything other than my hobby as an 'amateur' detective.

The Work didn't exactly becomes 100% steady until I met a man named John Watson and he began to blab about me all over the internet.

I'm getting ahead of myself.

Before I become an internet sensation, I met him again. I just didn't realise the 'again' bit was correct until much, much later.

The puzzles he gave me were brilliant and if anyone has ever deserved my absolute respect and obsession, it is him.

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Are these Memos annoying? Do they make you want the story more? Do you find it hateful I keep interrupting and wasting time you could be using to discover how this story comes to it's end?

Well. Good. You'll pay attention when I do tell you all of my story then, won't you?

Don't worry, I plan to have you on the edge of your seats as you take in my words.