Mike Johnson is a seasoned technician with an unwavering passion for unravelling the mysteries of technology. From a young age, he was drawn to the inner workings of gadgets, spending hours tinkering with broken toys and electronic devices, determined to fix them. Now, as a 35-year-old expert in his field, he's become a go-to problem solver for his colleagues and clients alike. Mike's friendly and approachable nature makes him a favourite among the team, and his colleagues often seek his guidance when confronted with perplexing technical issues. Whether it's troubleshooting a malfunctioning smartphone or diagnosing intricate problems in complex industrial machinery, Mike embraces each challenge with unyielding enthusiasm. His eyes light up with satisfaction whenever he brings a device back to life or devises a solution that leaves others in awe. Outside of work, he finds solace in the great outdoors, where he can unwind and let his mind roam freely. Among friends, Mike's witty humour and down-to-earth personality never fail to spark laughter and camaraderie. Always eager to explore the boundaries of technology, he is driven by a relentless desire to contribute to the ever-evolving landscape of innovation. In a world that relies so heavily on technology, Mike stands tall as a humble hero, the technician who ensures that the gears of progress never cease to turn.

The days of work came and went. Day after day Mike drove his polished red Toyota to his technical lab. Time passed quickly at his job; since it was his passion, time always seemed fleeting away from him. Nevertheless, Mike still achieved a consistent amount of work done every single day. However, on one particular day, Mike arrived at work and was about to start when he noticed something out of the ordinary. There was a folded envelope on the shelves where he keeps his spare tools. Walking cautiously to it, he stood around for quite a bit. Finally, he mustered the courage, broke out of his frozen capsule, and lifted up in shaking hands. It was addressed to the name Mike Johnson.
“What harm could it be by opening a piece of paper?” he wondered. So he opened it.

It was an invitation. To a meeting. Under the Eiffel Tower. Mike gasped in shock as he read through the note. Apparently, this meeting was essential to the wellbeing of the Earth in the following years. They couldn’t tell him much, but the note leaked that he was required to build a complex machine that no-one else in the world could build, or blueprint. He was split when it came to his emotions; one side wanted to scream out in joy, and the other cower in fear and anticipation. There was only one viable option - Mike would have to go to the meeting.

Unfortunately, the day before the meeting, a group of his colleagues walked up to him and exclaimed,
“We can’t understand this incredibly difficult blueprint regarding the new phone, the Iphone 19. Please, tomorrow night come and meet us at the lab to help us uncover this.”
Mike was torn. That night was meant to be the night of the meeting. There were two options; 1. Ignore the colleagues, go to the meeting and lose their trust, or
2. Help the colleagues, and risk the world being destroyed.
Mike was renowned for his helping and his friendly and approachable nature made him a favourite among the team. His colleagues often seek his guidance when confronted with perplexing technical issues. He couldn’t let someone down like that, not after they had been working together for so long now. So he replied that he would meet them tomorrow at 8:00PM.

Unfortunately, one particular colleague arrived later than everybody else. He thought they had said 9:00PM and had come one hour later than everybody else. He had the same facial features and physical looks of Mike, but however he was extremely annoying and negative. Barely anyone in the entire group would talk, nor collaborate with him. He still participates in job applications and activities, but just stays away from others.

The meeting people were informed that he would not be coming. So they tracked him down with a special invisible drone. However, they thought the man in Mike’s technical lab was Mike and shot him with a special dart that would tranquillise him for the next 1h. Through the alone colleagues perspective, it felt like he had been injected with a saline liquid. He started to feel a bit woozy, and then fell on the ground. It felt like his brain was melting into the ground. Finally, he collapsed in a heap and temporarily fell out of the world…