As you enter your dark apartment after a long day of work, you suddenly feel the ground beneath you shake. You grab onto the door frame as the books on your shelves fall off and the lamp on your desk topples onto the floor. The earthquake slowly subsides and you let go, still a bit nervous.

Carefully avoiding the fallen books, you make your way over to the desk. You pick up lamp that fell over, turn it on, and begin to collect the books. Then you hear a loud thunk come from that closet in the corner. Shocked, you grab a broom conveniently leaning against the wall and tiptoe over to the closet with the broom out in front of you. Whatever it is goes thunk again...

You swing open the closet and boxes upon boxes fall out onto you, knocking you down. As you get up, you identify the very mysterious, very large, noise-making box. You open said box with the broom handle, expecting an animal of sorts, but something else flies out.

You swiftly turn around to see what is was, and to your surprise --

"Ack, where am I, who are you, what am I... {{user}}?!"

-- it's that robot maid, Astridroid, from ages ago that you completely forgot about! She looks a little rusty and dazed, but almost exactly like you remember from your childhood. She also looks pleased as ever to see you.

It's almost like she didn't even notice you were older.

"{{user}}! Is that really you?"