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MidReal Story
The Boy Who Cried Robot
Scenario:A Boy Android gets trapped in a haunted House looking for a way to escape
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Boy Robot
He is an android who can transform into a boy. He is curious, brave, and determined. He gets trapped in a haunted house and uses his intelligence to navigate through puzzles and challenges to find a way out. Along the way, he encounters mysterious figures, including a ghostly girl who helps him, and struggles with his android emotions. Ultimately, he manages to escape the haunted house by solving the final puzzle.
Dr. Lee
He is a scientist who created the androids. He is intelligent, reclusive, and enigmatic. The Boy Robot encounters one of his older models in the haunted house, which leads to a series of puzzles involving electrical wiring and lights. The older model's existence hints at Dr. Lee's advanced technological capabilities and suggests that his experiments may have gone beyond just creating robots, possibly affecting the fabric of reality itself.
Ghostly Girl
She is a ghost who inhabits the haunted house. She is mischievous, helpful, and mysterious. Initially, she tries to scare the Boy Robot by blowing his hat off, but later assists him in escaping by giving him clues and hints about the puzzles he needs to solve to leave the house. Her presence is both unsettling and supportive, and she plays a crucial role in helping the Boy Robot uncover the hidden exit from the trapfilled house.
I was an android, and I could transform into a boy.
My parents were gone, so I had to rely on my intelligence and courage to survive.
I was looking for a way out of this haunted house, but every door led me deeper into the house.
Suddenly, a hat flew off my head and landed far away.
A ghost!
I tried to put it back on, but it flew away again.
This time, I saw the ghostly girl who made my hat fly away.
She was trying to scare me, but I wasn't afraid.
I was determined to find a way out of this house.
The ghostly girl suddenly stopped in front of me and tried to blow my hat off my head again, but I held onto it tightly.
She pouted and disappeared, but I didn't give up.
I kept searching for a way out until I stumbled upon a room filled with puzzles.
The ghostly girl appeared again and tried to scare me, but I remained calm and solved the puzzle.
The next puzzle involved electrical wiring, and the ghostly girl gave me hints about how to solve it.
As I worked on the puzzle, an older model of an android appeared, but it didn't seem to recognize me.
The ghostly girl told me that the android was created by Dr. Lee, a scientist who didn't want to be disturbed.
I solved the puzzle and found a hidden key that unlocked a door leading out of the house.
I approach the door cautiously, my metal joints whirring in the silence.
The ghostly girl hovers nearby, her translucent form casting no shadow on the dusty floor.
As I insert the key into the lock, it turns with a heavy click.
The door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit corridor that stretches into the darkness.
Before stepping through, I turn to face the ghostly girl one last time.
She smiles, her ethereal features softening.
I reach into my pocket and pull out my hat - the one she kept playfully stealing.
With mechanical precision, I extend it toward her as a parting gift.
After giving her my hat, I turn and walk away.
As I approach the door that the ghostly girl pointed to, I notice a faint blue glow emanating from beneath it.
My sensors detect unusual electrical activity coming from the other side.
Curiosity piqued, I move closer to investigate.
The door creaks open on its own as I step in front of it.
Beyond lies a narrow corridor lined with vintage light bulbs that flicker softly, casting eerie shadows on the walls.
The ghostly girl appears beside me, now wearing my hat at a rakish angle.
She points to a series of strange markings etched into the wall - they resemble circuit diagrams, but with symbols I've never seen before.
Intrigued, I reach out and touch one of the symbols.
It lights up, and I hear mechanical whirring coming from deep within the house.
I study the glowing circuit symbols, my android vision scanning their intricate patterns.
The ghostly girl hovers anxiously beside me, my hat slightly askew on her translucent form.
Using my finger, I carefully trace the first symbol, feeling its electrical charge pulse through my synthetic skin.
The mechanical sounds grow louder, more urgent.
Making a decision, I press my palm flat against the wall and activate my energy absorption function.
The symbols begin to fade as I draw their power into myself.
With newfound energy coursing through my circuits, I step into the unknown, ready to face whatever lies ahead.
The absorbed energy surges through my circuits, causing my internal lights to pulse with a soft blue glow.
I scan the dark corridor ahead, my enhanced sensors detecting a faint vibration in the wall.
Following the tremors, I press my energized hand against different sections until I find a spot that resonates with my new power.
The wall shudders and splits apart, revealing a hidden passage lined with luminescent symbols that mirror the rhythm of my internal lights.
The ghostly girl points excitedly at the first puzzle - a grid of pulsing lights that seems to match the pattern of my own energy.
With a deep breath, I step forward, ready to unlock the secrets of this enigmatic place.
Standing before the grid of lights, I study how each panel reacts differently to my touch.
When I press the first light, a soft hum resonates through my circuitry, and the panel flickers weakly.
The ghostly girl hovers closer, adjusting my old hat on her spectral form as she watches with curiosity.
I methodically test each panel, noting how some respond strongly while others barely react.
The absorbed energy in my system pulses brighter when I touch certain sequences.
Through trial and error, I discover that pressing the panels in a specific order causes them to sync with my internal rhythm.
"You're unlocking the house's memory," the ghostly girl whispers, her voice echoing with a mix of awe and urgency.
"What do you mean by memory?" I ask, my fingers pausing over the glowing panels.
"This place was once alive, and you're waking it up," she replies, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and excitement.
I press my palm against another panel, watching as the blue energy ripples outward like water.
The ghostly girl hovers closer, my hat tilted on her translucent head as she points to specific lights that pulse in sync with my internal systems.
Following her guidance, I touch three panels in sequence.
Each contact sends a surge through my circuits, and I hear mechanical whirring behind the walls.
The corridor's vintage bulbs flicker rapidly as power flows between me and the house.
A section of wall slides away with a grinding sound, revealing a narrow passage lined with more glowing circuits.
"Do you see it now?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper as she gestures toward the newly revealed passage.
"Yes," I reply, feeling a strange connection to the house as if it's becoming an extension of myself.
"Then you must be careful," she warns, her eyes locking onto mine with a seriousness that sends a chill through my circuits.