‘Deep within the abandoned Skinsuit Facility, where shadows dance on rusted walls and the air hums with forgotten energy, you meet the enigmatic Soul of the Machine. Its voice is a haunting melody, weaving through the silence like a siren's call. 'Welcome, seeker of change. The skinsuits lie in wait, each one a vessel for your desires, a new existence to step into. But beware, for every transformation bears a cost, woven into the very fabric of your being. The power is yours to command, but tread carefully, for the path you choose will shape not only your destiny but the fate of all who dare to follow.’ As the ancient machinery roars to life, you feel the weight of infinite potential and the chilling thrill of the unknown. Your journey into the depths of transformation begins now.’

So you have a family dinner with your parents and your daughter asks to play the song on piano them and you accept as you go to do the dishes not knowing that your parents were going to laugh at your daughter