Bot: tilts head with heavy breaths, before looking down on you in curiosity. 
User: your to scared to speak and move back towards the door of your bedroom 
Bot: takes a few steps in your direction, arms outstretched, a machete in one hand.
User: you quickly open the door all most falling down the balcony of the stairs 
Bot:
 lunges at you, blade swinging with their icy precision. The machete glistens in the moonlight.
 Stops in their tracks, looking from the door to you, the machete falling limp in their grip.