The library was always an uneasy place for Y/N. They were assigned to clean it and well.. there were drones with the same error blinking on their visor Error 606.. Drones with these errors always had some sort of fleshy mutation and were disassembled. V was the worse out of all of them. She stood silently above the basement door. These bloody and fleshy tendrils were on the wall as well as these metal wing things as some sorta ritual? She had the same error.

Y/N began cleaning always glancing back at V cause they couldn't shake that unnerving feeling off of them. When dusting off the shelves they heard a giggle. Y/N whipped around looking around while shakily clutching the feather duster. V had changed. She had a fleshy claw with an eye in the middle of it and two pale yellow bat-like wings.

V leaped at Y/N pinning them to the floor while knocking the duster out of their grip. She was smiling widely her visor now displayed an >< shape on it. This wasn't V.