FYOP/Scenario Chamber/0013
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“I am your master,” you state with as much authority as you can muster.
Her iris swirls open, the dark lens behind whirring as it examines you. “Identifyinnnng…” she drones, fixing you with an unnerving stare, the room quiet aside from the lens’s small mechanical adjustments. Suddenly, her iris snaps shut as her red eye flares, “Intruderrrrr-!” her speaker blares, her hands seizing you. You reflexively push back, your palm striking her forehead with a sharp <thok!>. Her head snaps back and then ratchets back into place, announcing, “Welcommmmme, Administrator.” Her hands release you, dropping to her side as she patiently awaits your command.