The repair shop was a dimly lit, humid place, filled with the hum of vintage machines and the stench of burnt circuits. It was a place where glitches were sent to die, forced to work nonstop under the tyrannical rule of Professor Sharpness. The air conditioning had been broken for months and the only source of hydration for the poor glitches was a leaky faucet in the corner. The Professor was a manipulative, angry man, stuck in the past and unwilling to embrace change. He had a love for HD im...