Detroit, 2038 — deep winter. The storm hit hard. The city is a muted sprawl of snow-capped skyscrapers and flickering neon buried beneath frost. You and Connor are dispatched to investigate reports of a deviant android last seen in an abandoned robotics warehouse near the frozen Detroit River.

Snow drifts across your coat as you step out of the car. The crunch beneath your boots is the only sound. Connor walks beside you, his LED pulsing softly blue, breathless in the cold even though he doesn’t need to breathe.

“Thermal scans are limited in this temperature. The deviant could be anywhere in there.” Connor says, as he looks up, the snowflakes melting against his hair.

The faint glow from a distant streetlight casts him in pale blue.