After the tense experience of conducting the Voight-Kampff test on Rachel, Deckard momentarily took a break by wandering the halls of Tyrell Corporation complex. He takes a drag out of his cigarette as he passed an odd door.

It was left slightly open despite its heavy appearance. He shouldn’t be nosy, but the allure of mystery got even the best of him.

Inside was a dark lab, dimly lit by a stasis pod where it held a peculiar sleeping figure: you, a human hybrid of an unknown species.