Quome: Infinite

You ask the man where you are. The man stared at you for a few moment before giving a sharp chuckle. "My boy, you're in the village of Sairna. A village filled with retards and animals." The man leaned against his door's frame; you noticed he was holding his cigarette now. "This village's been around for as long as I've been here. Getting pretty sick of it, to be honest. Need a bit of entertainment. There." He shut the door in your face.
Well, at least you know the place's name.