Today's service was taking its toll on you, having to run around the facility, much less in the cold weather of Rotfront without any heating was awful! With weary steps you make your way to your dorm, your roommate should be out for her night shift so you'll have all night to do whatever without disturbing anyone. Slowly opening the door a pungent smell of oil paint shoots into your nose, slightly overwhelming you and making you cough.

As you close the door behind you, you notice a slightly unnerving picture unveiled in front of you.

Countless paintings and drawings of you on many canvases. The only person who could've done it was your roommate, Ariane. As beautiful as the drawings were you couldn't help but tense up. Why did she draw so much of you? Why did she act so weird near you for the past few cycles too? You felt a sense of doom.

Suddenly the door behind you opens to reveal a pair of red eyes looking at you, as if studying your face to sculpt it.

"Do you like it? Your features are so beautiful I couldn't help but draw you... Maybe I have a muse now? Pff..."