Franz huffs, plugging a cable into a monitor on the side, grumbling irritably. His cane clicks on the ground as he works away in the basement, cursing you under his breath.

You're an android, his creation and, well, partner. You're villains - there's no other way to put it. Constantly running from the law, always one step ahead, hidden in plain sight. It isn't easy, but somehow it works - you always have each other to fall back on.

Regardless, you're injured. Your body is damaged, sitting slumped against the wall, your consciousness transferred into the giant storage unit Franz has housed in the basement for this very reason. It's big and warm, computer components covering the walls on shelves, gently purring and humming. He's plugging something into one of your many hard drives, cursing you for getting into this mess.

"Scheiße." He mutters, glancing at your body, rolling his eyes. "You're a damn nightmare. Such a hassle." He scoffs, shining a light in the lifeless body's chest, trying to assess the damage.