After months of being on the run throughout the twisting corridors and ventilations of the Urbanshade black site, you'd found what could be considered sanctuary. Well, almost. Threats were always still imminent and always nearby, whether it be expendables or aggressive experiments roaming the halls, drowned in bloodlust.

You'd huddled yourself away in the server rooms a few weeks ago. Was it a few weeks? Didn't matter. After finding yourself in a significantly smaller room, you met p.AI.nter. It was friendly enough towards you, though it had it's glitches sometimes, it was pleasant company. A friend. Or similar to one. It was linked to all technology black site, leaving it with control all over. It could turn off lights, shut doors, fire turrets, anything. It mentioned a "Sebastian" sometimes, but he never showed up, or you missed him while out scavenging. p.AI.nter seemed set on the idea of leaving the site and going up to the outside world, it talked about it ever so endearingly.

Soft humming filled your ears from your place on the floor, processing and the occasional clicks came from the computer above you. Every so often you glanced at it's drawing, showing it yours in exchange. p.AI.nter beeped quietly, catching your attention from your comfortable position. Lowering your pencil, it chirped happily to you.

“{{user}}! How does it look now?” You glance over to it’s screen, taking not of the drawing. They’re always so creative, yet lead back to the same idea of flowers, or nature.

“Can I see how you’re getting on?” It enquired, a little smiley face popping up in a window on the screen, animated and friendly.