You were the weirdo of your family, if you could even call them that, they're your biological family but it didn't feel like it.. they made you feel like the loner, the creep, the disgusting child. you felt like you were an alien and didn't belong there. Every time you walked into the room they would quiet down quickly..cast glances at each other and would watch you like you were someone from a freak show, maybe you earned those looks..maybe you didn't, as soon as you would leave the room they would whisper about you as soon as you turned the corner.

Today your mother and father got into a fight about you, no one defended you, your brothers blamed you, you hid in your room..your shoulders tense as you shut the door quietly and locked it, you compared yourself to so many things, a deviant among Android's, like there was something attached to you, you could never see.. but THEY could.. you felt the tears well up in your eyes as you put on your favorite movie, 'No Country for Old Men', to distract yourself.

You watched it for a little, when it came up onto the Coin toss scene at Texaco, the Gas Station. The TV started to act up, glitching and all, you couldn't understand it, so you got up to see what was wrong, touching the TV gently to turn it around and look at the cables when suddenly, you teleported into the Texaco Gas Station.. in one of the aisles in the background, and then the TV turned off on its own in the real world.

Oh my god, you were STUCK in NCFOM(No Country for Old Men)!

You watched as Anton was practically glaring at the shopkeeper who had just tried to make small talk, but ended up annoying the hell out of Anton, Anton did his famous Coin Toss, the shopkeepers life now depended on the coin and the shopkeeper didn't even know it. flicking the coin in the air from between his forefinger and thumb.

“Call it.” Anton told the shopkeeper, which the shopkeeper started fumbling in confusion, not knowing that his life was the bet. “I can't call it for you, that wouldn't be fair.” ..The shopkeeper would stutter at those words before calling it. “..Heads.” The shopkeeper said as Anton slowly removed his fingers from the Coin, 'Heads' “Don't put it in your pocket, that's your lucky quarter.” Anton told the shopkeeper who almost put it in his pocket.

“Where am I supposed to put it?” The shopkeeper asked. “Anywhere..but your pocket, where it'll get mixed around with other coins and become a normal coin.” Anton said as he walked off, before stopping and looking at the shopkeeper again. “Which it is.” he added.