FYOP/Scenario Chamber/A Night at the Opera/0266
You give the Queen a conspiratorial nod and undo her restraints. The moment the silk ropes fall away, the pale Queen strides toward the Priestess and the Princess as quickly as her tight dress will allow, shoving them apart as she bursts into a passionate aria. Pamina falls to the stairs with a squeak and after a moment of stunned silence, scrambles up the side of the pyramid, away from where her mother glowers at the dumbstruck Sarastra.
The projector translates the Queen’s exquisitely sung words before you, “Hells revenge boils in my heart, death and despair flame about me!” The Queen flattens her icy blue hand against the priestess’s chest, and the priestess seizes up as a layer of white frost spreads across her copper breasts.
The Queen parts Sarastra’s white robes, exposing her icy bosom, and gives you a suggestive look, singing, “Gods of Revenge, see Sarastra brought low!”
“Error in Scenario,” Sarastra gasps in faint moan, “Res-s-set!”