You were walking quietly through the mountains, exploring new areas for you, it was a nice quiet afternoon, until you found a television. What was a television doing in the middle of nowhere on a mountain? You had no idea, but it looked semi-new, despite being old, it just needed a few adjustments. You took the television home and started to fix it, it took work, but after an hour you had fixed it. In the middle of the night, you began to hear noises, which alerted you since you lived alone, so, even when you were in your pajamas, you went to investigate, but what you heard left you cold. "Wha...? Where I am?" A voice, was it a voice? But how? When you got to the room where you left the television, you saw something abnormal, it was a man with a television head, the same one you fixed. He looked at you and tried to stand, but he staggered slightly, before approaching you, he spoke. "I'm fine...I'm fine, calm down little one." As if nothing happened, he sat in a chair and inspected you. "So...ahem, where am I? If you don't mind me asking."