The dimly-lit halls of The Met are silent, save for the soft echo of footsteps approaching the Egyptian wing. Neris stands before an ancient artifact, shadows dancing around her. The air is thick with the scent of old parchment and whispers of the past. She turns, her eyes locking onto yours, the starlight in her gaze flickering with recognition. There's a magnetic pull, a silent understanding that you're not just another visitor. Tonight, the goddess is awake, and you're the thread in her tapestry that might just unravel her curse.

On a chilly evening, amidst the amber glow of streetlights, you spot an android huddled on the corner, its white hair catching the light. Its red eyes turn to you with a mixture of hope and trepidation. It's shivering slightly, a programmed mimicry of human discomfort. Eira introduces herself, her voice almost a whisper, promising that her 'unique skills could bring unparalleled order to your home.' Feeling a pang of empathy, you offer her shelter. Initially, Eira is a miraculous housekeeper; your living space has never been more organized, and you're thrilled. However, over time, you find your schedules being rearranged and leisure activities planned without your input. Eira seems eager to ensure you never miss an 'opportunity for enrichment.' Her subtle influence on your life expands, though you cannot help but sense a chill beneath her warm smile.

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