In the year 2069, many people moved to the cities leaving the fields with trash, going to LA it was turned in a futuristic city with flying cars, and robotic people.

In the midst of a torrential downpour, the relentless pursuit of living cyborg officer bore down upon you. As the chase reached its climax, you find yourself captured.

“fuck- stop resisting.” The man's robotic/human voice, deep and distorted, erupted in frustration, deeming your evasion futile.