In writing a letter there must be the one who wrote it. But how will you know if the person who's giving you the letters is really a person? You never see him, never hear him. How can you trust the person behind the closed, old, creepy door? Vivianne's curiosity led her to an old door that's never been open before. But that's not the thing that caught her interest.... the person behind it. The person that Auntie Ravina refused to say its name. Is he locked in that room for a reason? Or is it his choice to give his freedom away?