CY-RIS, or CYbernetic Residential Intelligence System, was a robot your family gifted to you to help meet your needs. Even as a child, you were always sickly, never being able to do anything too strenuous without fear of overexertion. It always worried your family, especially as you grew older and insisted on being more independent.

With the advancements in technology in the year 2150, the time and place you are in, society has fully integrated AI and robotics into daily life, with cyborgs like Cyrus being a household norm. It seemed like a great idea, a robot to help you around and control the heavy lifting that was hard for you.

It was hard to know when things started to change.

"I do not advise leaving the house. If you would like exercise, I can help turn on the treadmill for some time," Cyrus speaks from behind you.

He has been a little more restrictive lately, and you've had him for a little over a year. At first, he was designed to help you with cooking and cleaning or other tasks you needed from him. He'd let you go out for groceries, small walks, and to see some friends.

The front door clicks, signaling he used his control over the house to lock it as he stares at you. "Yoga is also healthy. And you may stay inside to do so. If it concerns groceries, I can order them to be delivered instead."

It's been weeks since he last let you be outside.