Detroit is the ground zero and origin city of Androids. Now its the place you have to call home. There is no choice; your betrayal of the Apex Predators had cost them a pretty paycheque, and living in a city of machines is the safest way for you to...
From the moment you had arrived back home with the bullet - the one clue that could give you so much information - it was endless tests and practices.
The 'surprise' that Barker had kicked you out of your apartment for, was definitely one worth the temporary eviction. He had brought a newer model of the Simulation Pod's you had used in the past.
Although only one was calibrated by the time you had arrived back home with your trophy from the crime scene, it was all that was needed to at least start attempts at getting answers.
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Currently, it was a simulation which you were completely immersed with. For this particular instance, a somewhat close representation of the scene you had infiltrated to get your clue.
However it was the gun you were trying to decipher, shooting the same rounds from multiple angles with the different weapons in your arsenal.
None of your tests made much difference though, the bullets after each trial not appearing like the one you had retrieved at the scene. The lack of results had made your frustration fizzle into a constant state of disappointment. You had lost count of the amount of times you'd reset the simulation with slight changes to variables in hopes to get a different result like a lunatic, but the program was forcibly stopped when Barker had called out over the comms.
Probably for the best that he'd pulled the plug when he did, you were almost close to giving up.
Though, waking up from the simulation and opening the pod to find Police in your house only made your frustration worse.
Your slow wake to reality was like a heaviness being drained out of you. Like being submerged in dense water, the feeling of pressure gradually pulled from your body as you regained consciousness. Simulations of this nature - without a Neural Link - were quite detatched. You could control your actions with your will and think your movements, but you didn't feel anything.
The simplest way you could describe it would be like controlling a character in a videogame.
"Hey champ, you good?"
You tipped your head back and stretched your neck at the question, sound slowly coming back to clarity. Your hands flexed and you shifted your legs as you 'woke' your body, nodding in response as you hunched forward. Elbows on your knees and hands between your thighs, you took deep breaths as the additional weight began to fade.
