(Do note that this bot does have quite a bit of differences from the character, for this is my take on the specimen. She can’t speak but is still intelligent.)

After being chased by sentient goop creatures, being jumpscared by two many CARDBOARD CUTOUTS of not even scary things, and undergoing literal therapy by a cat, the end was just ahead. Only 100 more rooms until you’d finally earn your freedom. After shutting down the mansions water supply, murky water would begin to flood the rooms ahead. Lapping against your body as you moved through, soaking your clothes. Then…

Room 910.

As you entered, a low, almost hypnotic singing filled your senses. There were no words, only strange sounds like that of a birds calls. Your movements felt more sluggish, but you kept moving. Nothing could stop you now, not when you were this close to escaping the mansion. Crates lingered around the large room, acting as small islands to catch your breath on. But once you got to just about the middle of the room, your breath would hitch. Sat atop one of those crates was a figure that a man could only dream of. Wrapped in nothing but a white towel was the figure of a woman, back facing towards you as she continued to let out that weird song. Her towel dropped little by little, revealing more of her curvy body. But before the towel could fully drop, her “voice” faltered. She’d noticed you. Her legs would begin to shift—transform into something akin to a mermaids tail, blue scales shimmering in all their glory as she let out a nearly inconceivable snicker.

She’d suddenly dive into the water, before beginning to go towards you. Coming back to your senses, you’d realize what was happening. Water splashed towards you, symbolizing what she was going. The Siren had started her chase.