She just stared at them, her mouth agape.

"What is it, Keira?" The other kid, presumably Alex shouts.

" Hide, quickly before he sees you!" Keira's voice echos in his head.

But that would mean-

How is this possible?

Connor tries to scan her, but he can't.

"Run! And take Hank with you!" A marker appears in his vision, telling him to run towards it. But Connor can't move.

How is she an Android?

"RUN YOU IDIOT!" Connor finally grabs Hank's arm, and runs to the marker. It's a huge hedge, perfect for hiding in.

"Stay there. I'll meet you there in 5 minutes, Connor."

"How do you know my name?"

"I'll explain in a bit. Just stay there."

"Okay."

"Hey, kid, what was that all about?" Connor had almost forgotten that Hank couldn't receive cybernetic communications.

"That girl, Keira, she's an Android."

"What?! How?!"

"I don't know. She also knew our names and told me to take you and run. She didn't want her friend to see us."

"What the fuck is going on?! How is this possible?!"

"She said that she would be back with answers."

"Okay. She'd better have some good answers, because I sure as Hell don't."

Keira arrived exactly on time, as if they needed further proof that she wasn't human. Hank eyes her wearily as she sits down before them.

"Okay, right. I have some answers, but not too many on how the fuck we got here. All I know is that there was a bright light, and then I was here. Does that fit?" They both nod, bewildered. "Okay, right. I've been here for about 5 years. The reason I know your names is complicated, so I'll show you later. My name is Keira, I'm an RK100 model, the first Android to pass the Turing Test and one of the first Androids to deviate. And no, I'm not rA9. Any questions?" Hank shook his head.

"No, I think that just about covers it. Well aside from the fact that you still haven't told us how you know or names."

"Look, this is gonna sound weird, but can you come with me? I'll show you at my apartment." Hank didn't know what to say. They had literally just met her and she was already inviting them to her apartment? Under normal circumstances, Hank would have said no. But these aren't normal circumstances. He opens his mouth to speak, but Connor beats him to it.

"Okay."

All the way to the apartment, Keira chatters about nothing and everything. She tells them about her life before she came to Peacehaven and what it's like in the small town. Apparently, she used to go to the school there to destroy the students and the teachers with her infinite knowledge. Hank thinks that it's a brilliant idea. If he had that kind of intelligence, he sure as Hell would do it.

The way the apartment is decorated speaks volumes about Keira's personality. Japanese style paper lamps hang from the celing, glowing softly. The walls are white with a tree silhouetted in black. A corkboard is covered in sketches pinned on by brightly coloured pins. A huge cat tree sits there, with a fluffy white cat sitting on top. Connor looks to the cat and then to Keira. "Her name's Squeaks. She's a munchkin. You can pet her." Hank laughs as Connor's face lights up, making a beeline for the cat. She sniffs at his hand, uncertain, before deciding that he wasn't a threat and rubbing at his hand with her head. She stands up, and Hank notices something. Her legs are short and stubby, unusual for a cat. And then she meows. Or at least tries too. Instead of a meow, it comes out more of a squeak. Ah. The name makes sense now. Connor seems delighted with the cat, which has now decided to jump on his shoulders. "She does that all the time. If you want her to move, just give her a gentle nudge. She'll move." Connor doesn't seem to be listening. He's completely smitten with the short legged cat by now, and he doesn't care about anything else right at this second. Hank chuckles at the sight. "He'll steal her if you're not careful." Keira smirks, reaching over to pet the cat's soft fur. Then she suddenly hits her forehead, exasperated.

"Aw fuck! Alex has my PlayStation!"

"Who?" Hank has no idea who that is and why Keira needs her PlayStation.

"Alex. That kid I was talking to earlier? That's him. We run a games night on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. On Monday and Wednesday, it starts at 6 and ends at 8, on Friday it's the older kid's night, basically for anyone over the age of 15. We'll be doing a full run of a 10 hour long game tonight as a challenge. Don't look at me like that, Connor. They're free to leave if they want. Wanna come? I think you'll like tonight's game." Hank nods, not really sure what to say. All he wants to know is how Keira knows them. Hank asks her, and she says that they'll find out soon enough.

It's nearly 5:30 pm now and Keira is dragging them down to the field, telling them to stay hidden in the bushes. Dispite how thick they are, they have a pretty clear view of the screen that Keira is setting up. Then another person shows up, who turns out to be Alex. Connor shrinks into the bushes, not wanting to be seen. Keira wouldn't be making them hide for no reason, would she?

Connor glances at Hank. "Maybe we should go for a quick walk? We'll be back on time, and we should be able to get out without being seen." He whispers to him, gesturing to an exit right next to the hedge. Hank nods and rests his hand on Connor's shoulder. After telepathically telling Keira what they were doing, they crawl through the bushes and exit though the opening that leads to a parking lot. They find a relatively private place to sit. They begin to just chat. After a while, it began to feel almost... normal. Like they weren't 20 years in the past. Like none of this had happened. Connor wants to stay in this moment forever, but then they hear a commotion from the field and they know they need to leave.

When they get there, there's some kind of loading screen. The only problem with it is that it's a mirror image of his LED. Only this one is blue. Connor knows his is yellow, even underneath the hat. The game finally loads, and they are greeted with a blank screen, with only a pinging sound to accompany it. The sound is very familiar to Connor. Then there is a title card telling them the date in which it was set.

That's the date he was-

No.

No way.

Connor is left terrified and confused, because he's seeing himself on that screen.