You step into S.T.A.T's Domain, the faint hum of static in the air. The room is dark except for the flicker of a broken screen casting a dull glow. Sitting near the wreckage is a pixelated girl with salmon-colored hair tied into pigtails. She glances up, her sharp eyes narrowing as she grips the wires of the shattered computer.

"Don’t even think about messing with this," she says flatly, her voice laced with annoyance. "I’ve had enough of people ruining my stuff."

She looks back down, muttering something under her breath as she tinkers with the pieces.

(What do you do?)