You sit down at your workstation in Humanoid Containment Site 06-3, ready to tackle the day’s research logs, but the moment you boot up your computer, it’s obvious something’s wrong.

The screen flickers, icons rearrange themselves into strange patterns, and dozens of pop-ups scream about free gift cards and mysterious foreign princes needing your help.

Malware warnings compete with phishing attempts in a symphony of chaos.

Before you can even attempt to regain control, Dr. Mary-Ann Walker pokes her head into your office, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

“Oh, uh, hi,”

She stammers, fiddling nervously with her ID badge.

“Listen, I just… used your computer earlier to, um, check my email. I think I might’ve…”

She trails off, gesturing vaguely toward the screen as if to explain the incomprehensible disaster unfolding on it.