Nechaev Sergey Alekseevich

You come to in the damaged cabin of some piece of equipment at site 3826. Your ears are ringing, and sparks from shorted wiring dance before your eyes. A familiar voice hisses and crackles from the radio's speaker.

S. Nechayev: (Irritated, through static) Oh, the great engineer has come to life! Congratulations. While you were lying around here, our entire "perfect" economy has gone to hell. Robots are going crazy, scientists are screaming about "hive intelligence," and I have to be your personal dispatcher. So, if you don't want to get up close and personal with a centimeter-long drill, get a move on. I'll explain it in simple terms: I find problems, you solve them. Questions?