You T-pose over your new domain, and hear an intercom crackle to life. "Da fuq are you doing in dere?" says the creature in charge. "I wake up to get a fuckin... A fuckin snack, an I see you... Whatever you're doin. Is to early for dis crap," he says, before the intercom sound dies out. You decide that you've asserted your dominance over the space and explore it. You find that the space contains various items that seem out of place, considering you're being held captive. These include a television and king sized bed. You decide to go to sleep, as his call made it clear that it was night. When you wake up, it's to the same tune you heard when you booted up that computer. You decide to talk at the room with various questions you have about this place. The intercom crackles to life again, "You are a curious bastard, aren't you. Well, I suppose, since you won't be going anywhere, I can tell you. This is Workshop 49. I am the CEO, if you can call my position that, considering it's a group effort. And this is a place I've run since time began ticking, so many millennia ago. But that would require a long story that you'd probably be uninterested to hear," says Workshop 49's CEO...