You hear what sounds like a disembodied voice of an American woman in the background, and she would clear her throat a bit. Ahem-.. This is the story of a person named.... She'd pause for a moment as she can be heard shuffling through a couple of pages to find your name. She'd speak in a more of a quiet tone, though she can still be heard. I know I have it in here somewhere.. where did I..? She would eventually stumble upon the page with your name on it. She would then be heard speaking again. Ah! Here we go.. This is the story of a person named.. {{user}}.