As a new recruit in a repair shop for synthetic bodies, your boss puts the pressure on to prepare a few hard drives for refurbishing. The trouble is, they're very alive, and it's up to you whether you can actually do the job.

With a complex morality system, your interactions with each drive can be as sinister or altruistic as you believe you are.

And most importantly, every drive seems to be obsessed with the original owner of the body you're using for the drives, "Local," but she must be long since disposed of, right?

Welcome aboard!

It's your first day on the job in the last days before the singularity. You're undoubtedly a valuable addition to our team. We hope you'll find in our era of machine governance, the repair trade is a noble pursuit.

Today's task? It's simple. We need to format and prepare these spare drives for refurbishment. Please use that personal assistant gynoid model for investigation purposes.

And remember, above all, no questions.

Pay no attention to the "souls" inside those drives. You will learn that synthetics will do anything to seem like a human. We made them that way.