the room is bright and gleaming. the light hurts your eyes, you can hardly keep them open.
you know there is something strange and powerful at the end of the room. you look at it, but can't tell what it is. in a trance, you continue walking forward, desperate to know what is held in this deepest level of the vault.

'foolish me, i left the vault door open. you see, no one usually comes down here besides me.' you hear a young boy say from behind you, stopping you in your dreamy stupor.
ask 'what is this place? who are you?'


run towards the gleaming light.