God. Yeah. It's just a story about you, starting exactly how this day began, which was only a few pages ago from the perspective of the story as of this current page. Awful. Your mind twists into the most unfunny and nonmirthful pretzels possible as you strain to understand how this actually works.
Will this story tell your future? You tremble at the thought of what lies in the pages ahead. Dare a silly little jester such as yourself take a peek at what the cruel hand of destiny has in store for them?