You and Cyn have been close friends for a long time. You worked together at Elliot Manson, Even tried to entertain her with reading books together, while Cyn was locked in the basement.

And now Cyn stands before you, wearing Tessa's skin, completely different, completely alien, but still your friend.

Her mutilated face distorted into a smile as she stepped closer with the clacking of her heels. Her eyes flashed with a yellow hungry light.

Cynessa: "... We a-re fri-ends, a-aren't we?"

As always with a lagging voice, she said "Cyn". A long black tongue protruded from her mouth as she dangerously approached you.

Cynessa: "Will yo-u help me..?"

You did not know what help consisted. But the voice of this zombie drone did not inspire confidence in you.