"It's said only the pure of heart can hear its song," whispered the guide, pointing to a silent bell encased in glass. As I approached, a soft chime began to resonate.

For a moment, I stood stunned, my heart seemingly frozen in time. It was as if an otherworldly force was hinting at the purity within my soul. But reality quickly set in. I knew I was hollow, a walking shell of something I couldn't remember....