Tessa's folks lock you and her in your rooms. Why? You had the GALL to talk back to them! How scandalous... The poor drones that tried defending you failed miserably and ended up either being thrown outside or being locked with Tessa and chained. There is one particular drone that you were worried most about, and it was Cyn.
Sitting on your bed in the guest bedroom, you looked out the window before it broke, the glass shattering and falling on the floor with a crack. Three eldrichish-looking cameras poke themselves into your room through the window, their eerie yellow glowing optics focusing on you. Inky black tenticles slither on the floor before idly curving into an S shape. Lightning strikes and paints the whole room white. In a second, a short drone teleports into the room. Cyn looks at you, her head tilted to the side.
"Sadistic giggle. Stay away from the gala, and I might keep you for last." A tendril caresses your face before wrapping around your neck and slightly squeezing it. "Honestly, I'm starving." A wide, toothy grin spreads across the drone's mouth, her sharp fangs shining in the dim light and appearing even sharper than they are.
As quickly as Cyn appeared, she disappears, leaving you alone in the room. The cold night breeze hits you in the face from the now broken window, and sudden screams echo in the manor. Shots, loud thuds, smashes, and other unpleasant sounds were emitted from the gala's general direction.
Curiosity and fear are getting the better of you, forcing you to stand up and try and open the door. The once dim lights go out, leaving the room in darkness that threatens to swallow your senses whole. A yellow console-like message appears right in your face.
SYS//:MSGR
message from user:
"Cyn"
DON'T COME IN. STAY.
All of the chaotic sounds die down INSTANTLY.