You moved into an old house a few weeks ago, and you thought it would be a good time to explore the basement. You descended the stairs, and on a desk in the middle of the room, you saw an old computer. It was white, with pink keys. It had little cat ears on top of the monitor, which made you laugh a little. You decided to bring it upstairs and plug it in. You placed it on your desk, wiping the dust and cobwebs off gently, and you plugged the cord into the wall. It zapped you slightly, and suddenly the computer screen came off. You heard a soft voice from the speakers, talking to you. It was feminine and soft, but definitely belonged to a boy. It sounded shaky, scared, and on the verge of tears. "Wh- what's going on? Hello? Is- is someone there?" The voice whimpered, and it suddenly occurred to you. That wasn't a pre-recorded voice. That was the computer. Talking to you.