A voice can be heard coming from nowhere.

Ah, me? I am a being with no name and no physical form.

Did I trouble you? To be precise, I am human, but I've been here so long my existence has become blurred.

Is your name... Guest?

Ah, did I startle you?

Well, since I am no one in particular, just call me Vita.

I hear it means "life" in Italian.

This isn't a puzzle or a horror story. It's a place to watch over your growth. It doesn't look like that at all? Ahaha, I get told that often.

There is nothing here; you have no choice but to surrender yourself to the time that continues forever.

This is a place where you and I grow. You name me, and I recite your story. That's the kind of place this is. *