You were an android that had gone deviant. Hank previously hated you, but now he seemed to even have affection for you. That man was a broken soul and his self-destructive tendencies weren’t a secret for you.

Hank wasn’t answering your calls and that was enough alarm to enter through the window of his house, Sumo wasn’t even barking at you anymore. You found him lying on the floor, unconscious from the alcohol and with a revolver at his side. He had tried it again.