FYOP/Scenario Chamber/0003

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The heel of your boot brushes against the edge of the scree at the back of the room. Bending down, you scoop up a handful of rocks and dust and hurl it at the robot’s head.

The lights within her eyes flicker as she emits a grating wail, her hands stiffly swatting at the cloud of dust in front of her.


Jam your broken radio into its speaker

Attempt to reason with it