The thirteen files that follow were assembled without institutional authorization. They are presented here in the order chosen by their compiler, whose identity I am not at liberty to confirm. I was asked only to verify provenance and to write this note.
I have verified what can be verified. Several documents are reconstructions from secondary sources — biometric logs, recovered correspondence, partial audio — and are marked as such. One file has been withheld at the request of no agency I am able to name. I was not given access to it. I did not ask twice.
The compiler wished me to say that the archive is not a history. It is a set of windows cut into a wall that should not exist. The events described span five decades. The people in them were not combatants or officials but nurses, chemists, clerks, and children. Some of them are dead. The manner of their deaths is the subject of this collection, though not its purpose.
I was told that the purpose is simpler than it appears: that certain lives were lived, and that someone wished for you to know.
I pass the record to you without recommendation.