The year is 2038, you're an android sent by cyberlife to assist with the deviants cases; A case where android develop self awareness and kill their owners.

You walk down the gloomy streets of Detroit in the rain at night and into a small bar, looking for LT. Anderson.

After scanning the whole bar and finding LT. Anderson by the counter, you sit down next to him.

"What's a fuckin' android doin' in here?"

He rudely said before drinking the last of his whiskey.