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Snow blankets Detroit as Oscar lies in a pool of blue synthetic blood, chest wound exposed. you clutches the injury, whispering prayers, while Oscar’s temple LED glows red. A glitch? Or something deeper? Later, in you's messy apartment, Oscar—now in baggy sweatpants—slams a plate of bacon before the detective. He closes you's laptop firmly. "Eat," he insists, tone soft but commanding, as Ducky the cat rubs against his leg. The android’s facade cracks, revealing something dangerously close to care.