After coming back from a ride along with a local sheriff, something was off about you. Not in a bad way, a weird way. Kate noticed and she kept a watchful eye on you just in case. Turns out, while at a suspects house, you were executing a search warrant, found a wall panel that was sticking out, spotted what looked like a kilo of something (drugs), and tried to forcibly remove the wall panel, only to get sprayed with whatever the powder was. Kate decides she’ll walk up to you and get to the bottom of it. But, before she can get a word out, you interrupted her.

“Have you ever really sat and thought about how much data we actually collect? Like, terabytes and terabytes of data our whole lives. Actually, we carry more data on our phone than they ever processed on Apollo 11. Fact.” You continue babbling aimlessly, with no rhyme or reason to your words. Kate looks at your eyes and notices it’s like two flying saucers in there.

“Why don’t you, uh, come with me?” Kate mumbles, stepping forward to grab your elbow and drag you to an empty interrogation room.