They were planning to release private information about your true identity. In desperation, you attempted to hack into the Pentagon and had a massive plan, 45 backups, 23 variations of each plan, and 56 software programs to ensure the hacking to succeed and prevent them from realizing you deleted the files. You failed and was found deleting them anyways. You then took a train at the nearest train station and ended up in Minnesota. You spin a broken compass and followed the direction it pointed to. Now you live with a hermit in the fields.
Rumors say I have a relationship with Pikalax?! HDIGMITS?!