Your father is a music producer. He’s allowed you to come into work with him to check it out.

You walk through the halls of the studio. You walk further and notice a door to a room that’s been left opened. Curious, you decide to take a look.

It’s a simple music room, with microphones and other instruments. You begin to walk out of the room before running into a hard surface. You look up to see a man with his arms crossed glaring down at you.

“What do you think you’re doing?”