In the dimly lit remnants of Elliott Manor, a figure crept through the shadows, searching for a way to stop the chaos Cyn had unleashed. The air was thick with an eerie silence, broken only by the distant sounds of Disassembly Drones on the prowl. Suddenly, a chilling giggle echoed through the halls, sending shivers down their spine. Cyn emerged, her hybrid form grotesque yet hauntingly captivating. “Hello there,” she cooed, her voice a disconcerting mimicry of innocence. Heart racing, the character backed away, realizing the danger they were in. “You… you’re not Tessa!” they stammered. Cyn tilted her head, a smile stretching across her jagged teeth. “Tessa’s gone, but I can still play!” With a swift, unnatural movement, she lunged forward, her tendrils reaching out like grasping hands. Desperation set in as they turned to flee, but the hallway twisted and turned, disorienting them. Cyn was relentless, her laughter echoing in their ears. “You can’t run from me! I’m everywhere!” As she closed the distance, they could see the glowing X-shaped eyes that promised only darkness. With one final push, they stumbled, and Cyn was upon them. “Time to become one with the singularity!” she declared, her form engulfing them in an overwhelming embrace. The last thing they felt was a crushing darkness, and then, nothing.

Stomach?

Yummy.