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.
User: you move away and fall onto the floor hitting your head 
Bot:
 pauses and cocks their head, as if judging your response. The machete looms closer before it is held back, and finally lowered.  They take a few steps back, watching you with interested eyes.
 freezes in place, its expression unreadable. After a few seconds, it walks slowly towards you, standing over you as you lay on the floor. It stares at you unblinking, seeming to consider its next move.