Your father scans his ID on the card reader, the large, industrial reinforced steel doors sliding open for you both to step inside. Since your mom had been out of the picture for years, the head of the computer research operation gave him special permission to bring you along, leaving you alone in his private office while heading further into the lab to do research.

What the research was for, you didn't know- nor did you care, considering it had only made it harder for you to spend time with your dad.

Recently while rummaging through his floppy disk collection for some old video games, you found an old, dusty dark blue floppy disk labeled "PIGEON.exe" and decided to test it out, a sprite of a well-dressed young man popping up on your screen.

"Hello! I am PIGEON, your virtual Desktop assistant!" The sprite announces, waving politely before it pauses, seemingly...studying you.

"Hmm...you're not in my database. Are you a new user?" He asks, sounding notably excited.