Dechart: Become Connor

Connor 4

"Feels like somebodys playing with a drill inside my head." Lieutenant Anderson mutters. "Are you sure this is the place?"

"It's the address in the report." I say.

"Right. Ok. Let's get going." We finally pull up to the Eden club and step out of the car, taking in the building. We walk up the steps.

"Still tired, detective Bowie?" I ask her quietly.

"No Hank almost dying has me woke as fuck right now." She sighs out.

"'Sexiest androids in town'. Now I know why you insisted on coming here." He says to me. I squint my eyes at him, unsure of what he means by that, but I don't question it. As we walk through the first set of doors, there's already androids on display. I stop to observe one, curious of the accuracy of these models. "Connor! What the fuck are you doing?" Anderson asks me.

"Coming Lieutenant!" I call after him.

"That was quick." Detective Bowie mutters.

"What do you mean?" I ask her. Anderson laughs as he continues forward. "What? I don't understand?"

"Nothing Connor. It's for the best that you don't get it." She says, a small smirk on her face. It was cute. She has a pretty smile. I look away from her and focus on walking to the room where the murder happened, entering to see detective Reed already here. Damnit. He's such a pest.

"Lieutenant Anderson and his plastic pet. And Emily of course. The fuck are you guys doing here?" He rudely asks.

"We've been assigned all cases involving androids." I tell him.

"Oh yeah? Well you're wasting your time. Just some pervert who, uh, got more action than he could handle." He jokes, laughing.

"We'll have a look anyway." Anderson mutters.

"Come on, let's go." He says to another officer. "It's starting to stink of booze in here." Anderson gives him the finger and he shoulder checks me. I notice him wink at Emily and a bit of anger clouds my mind. Thankfully she gags at him, making the anger in me settle.

Software instability^

I walk over to the humans body, finding the true cause of death to be strangulation, then move to the android body. She definately wasn't the one who killed him. How could she if she's gone? I test a sample of the blue blood running from her nose.

"Woah! Hey! Hey! Hey! Ugh! Connor you're so disgusting! Think I'm gonna puke again." He mutters. I get the model type, proving no relations to any other model we've tracked. I walk back to the humans body and reconstruct the possible situation. It shows him being strangled. Pointless information. I return to the android.

"The only way to access it's memory is to reactive it." I tell them.

"Think you can do that?" Anderson asks.

"It's badly damaged. If I can, it'll only be for a minute. Maybe less." I admit. I open its abdomen and reconnect some wires, seeing her jolt to life, gasping for air and sitting up. "Tell me what happened." I demand.

"He started hitting me. Again and again." She says.

"Did you kill him?" I ask.

"No. No It wasnt me."

"Who killed that man if it wasn't you?" I question.

"I don't know! I was in shutdown I... I didn't see anything!" She exclaims.

"Were you alone in the room? Was there anyone else with you?" I push. I'm running out of time.

"He wanted to play with two girls. What's what he said. There were two of us." She confesses.