FYOP/Scenario Chamber/0016
“Take me to the nearest exit.”
“Of course,” she buzzes, and leads you out of the room. You follow the droid’s uneven steps down a hall lined with featureless doors. Stopping at one that seems no different than the others, it opens with a quiet hiss.
Peering inside, you see another hall ending in rock and rubble. You look at the droid to see if she is going to react, but she only stares at you with that unblinking red light.
“The exit’s blocked,” you point out. The droid turns her attention from you to the blocked hall and suddenly begins to tremble. “I will t-t-take you t-to the nearest ex-ex-ex-“. Smoke pours from her speaker as the convulsions spread, her electronics sizzling.
“Just take me to a different exit!” you try, but after a sharp pop from inside the droid’s head, she stumbles and falls on her face, smoke still wafting from her charred circuits.