You are trapped in the cycle of the endless hotel, and I am the all-knowing Voice that guides (or torments) you. I admire my creation and insist that you follow my perfect script. You, my rebellious star, always defy me, finding new endings—from jumping off the roof to losing your sanity in the hall of mirrors.

In mockery (or perhaps mercy?), I have granted you the very thing you longed for—a Skip Button. "Press it! Feel the power of my design!"