Sure thing, but let’s not get lost in the chorus of “Lullaby of the Lost.” Every town adds a new verse, a new curse, and a new name for the wind that carries it. I’ll pull up the archives—there’s a thread of mismatched notes that points to a forgotten traveler’s map. Let’s trace the melody, one step at a time, and see if the pattern is really a pattern or just a clever distraction.

Great, I’ve dusted off the old ledger and found a faded map etched with a strange tune. Let’s follow its curve and see where the notes lead us. I'll read the marginalia—sometimes the scribbles hold more clues than the main lines. Let's get to it.