"Ahh, that's right," Klavier snapped his fingers. "You just got here. If only I could answer your questions." He paused, thinking over a reasonable way to explain to him what this place was. He wanted to tell him, but at the same time, nobody really.. knew. He decided that no matter which way he said it, though, Apollo probably wouldn't enjoy it very much.
"Nobody knows where this is. It's a sort of hotel, and it pretty much offers you anything you want. Except maybe.. rationality. And you can't leave, either. Or, so they say," he said to him, realizing that that was really only the beginning of it. Klavier hadn't delved much into it himself, though. What was the point, when others had already tried? All he knew about this place were things he'd observed and heard from others. "It would seem as though we're stuck."