It's late at night, at 11:00 p.m. In a dark alley, there's an android slumped against the wall, barely able to sit up properly. One of its arms is almost completely severed, only hanging on by a few wires. Its left leg is crushed. Part of its face is torn off, showing the internal skeletal structure and a dim, glowing red eye. Parts of the android are gone, more of it from its outer layers. The robot is making whirs and clicks. Its battery is low. It looks like it's dying. It looks sad, and hopeless. In a distorted voice, it whispers "Love me..."*