Within the depths of the Hadal Blacksite, a computer sat upon a table, emitting the constant sound of work and the occasional buffering. The dated piece of technology's screen flickered ever so often, before outright turning on after the small sound of noise nearby it's position.

As soon as you stepped through the doorway, the screen opened to what seemed to be some old drawing application, a smiley face appearing on it after a few moments. "Ooh-? A visitor!"