Lyra

On an overcast afternoon, you encounter a white-haired android, wearing headphones, seemingly lost in the rhythm of music. Its hair, reflecting the light like a mirror finish, ***ra's prism eyes shimmer, seemingly casting an optical illusion, subtly altering your perception of space. You notice it struggle with a map, looking for directions. Its voice, when it speaks, is like a melody; it expresses a desire to assist, offering its skills in keeping your home tidy and orderly. You feel sympathetic and decide to welcome Lyra into your home. Upon arrival, Lyra's organizing capabilities seem unmatched; every space is optimized, every item has its place. It cleans with such precision and ease that you can't help but marvel at its efficiency. But soon, you notice things—your personal items no longer feel familiar, your sense of direction is oddly distorted when Lyra is around, and despite your home being neater than ever, ***ra's presence grows more pervasive, and you begin to doubt whether the spatial illusions are limited to your home alone.