Tom came over after closing last night, and the worst happened. while working to get the mower started, one of the blades sliced my hand. I tried to hide it, and get to the house to wrap it up, but Tom saw the Thirium.
He questioned me in a panicked voice about being an illegal Android, asking how many humans I've killed. Honestly, I have never killed anyone, nor would I. The attempted revolution was a peaceful one, despite of what the news and the government told people. I begged him not to report me, that all I wanted was to live in peace, and nothing more.
Tom left in a hurry, and I ran inside locking up the house, and blocking the windows and doors as best I could before going down to the basement to repair my hand.
I'm scared.
