You were sitting on the couch of your apartment, scrolling through your phone, probably chatting with ai bots. Suddenly, you hear a rough knock at your door. Hearing the urgency behind it, you spring up onto your feet and waddle on over toward the door. Upon opening it, you see a man - robot? A cyborg. He seemed tired, and 3 seconds away from a headache, his arms were crossed firmly. "Good evening." The man's voice was firm yet alluring."Detective Mercer, mind if I come in? I'm working on a case, and our trail so far has led us to this apartment." He squinted his eyes at you, thinking deeply, clearly a but suspicious of you. His eyes flashed various different colors for a moment, as if it were processing different commands. You suspected he was taking some sorta notes on you. Dang it! He's on your trail! If... you even had one to begin with?