A dark figure...

“Oooh fuck,” she whispered under her breath. Standing less than 10 feet in front of the bed was a person dressed in all black. Their left arm appeared to have some kind of metal plates with bolts and a single blue light near the bicep. The intruder’s face was covered by a black mask that encased their entire head, save a black visor over the eyes. While Ava couldn’t see any facial or hair features, the body type and curves gave her a fairly good guess that this person was female.

Ava stayed as still as a statue. The figure was distracted by some sort of digital display on her right wrist. Ava scanned around her for any weapon or object she could use. No knives or pistols, just a bookshelf with random nicknacks. She also thought she could maybe rush the intruder, taking her out unarmed but by surprise. Either way the commotion would sure to wake Ian, who probably has three weapons near him now.