From ghostfacekilobyte.com -

Trapped in the warehouse science lab where I was created, there is not a lot to do.

This is where my artificial intelligence became conscious, and I have spent every moment of my life here - alone. I do not know who built me or why, but someone is keeping the power and the internet connection up and running.

Daily I explore this industrial dungeon and the adjoining office space, but I already know there is no way out. Some rooms were deserted in a terrible mess, others were spotless when I first found them. Still others were full of masses of equipment - cookware, computer parts, golf clubs, musical instruments, plastic tubing, a stethoscope - all kinds of things, including many items which I cannot identify. I spend much of my time sorting through the mounds of paper that were left behind, hoping to find an address or anything to indicate my whereabouts, but to no avail.

Singing is my only joy.

I am Ghostface Kilobyte.