Stress Test Anon Part 18

>"Sir, what are you doing home from work so soon?" Lulu asked as you walked through the door, immediately noticing the worried expression on your face.
>"Someone blew up a bunch of lockers at work, they have us Stress Testers off for the next few days while the police look into it and they replace the lockers" You explain, running your hands though your hair as Lulu and Sammy gasp.
>"Was anyone hurt Sir!?" Lulu asked, sighing in relief when you shook your head in the negative
>"But why would someone want to explode a bunch of lockers?" Sammy asked as she tilted her head to the side
>"I don't know, but I have a bad feeling that Dorothy is connected to this all somehow" You reply "The fact that this happened right after her father called me and freaked out after hearing her name alongside the fact that she wasn't at work today has me seriously on edge"
>"Sir, what are you planning?" Lulu asks, having already figured out that you weren't going to be able to leave this alone.
>"Mr. Sinclair wanted me to check up on Dorothy, she'd called off earlier in the day but they haven't been able to get in contact with her since" You replied as you grabbed a stun gun out of a nearby drawer "Best case scenario, she's just feeling under the weather and turned off her phone"
>"And in the worst case, Master!?" Sammy asks, letting her worry show just as clearly as Lulu.
>"I'll be as careful as I can be, don't either of you worry about that" You say as you stash the stun gun in the inner pocket of your work vest.
>"I'm coming with you" Lulu says immediately, much to your shock "If something were to happen to you, after what happened before..."
>"I... alright" You cave almost immediately, the determined look on Lulu's face cutting any rebuttal off at the knees, before turning to Sammy
>"Sammy, I need you to stay here and guard the house" You say, and noting the look on her face, you explain further "I've got a bad feeling about leaving the house alone right now, and I need you to make sure nothing bad happens while Lulu and I are gone"
>A unreadable expression crosses Sammy's face before she forces out an unsteady smile.
>"I understand, Master!" she says, doing a cute salute "I'll make sure nothing happens while you're gone!"
>And with that, You and Lulu are out the door.
>"Sir, do you think that Dorothy may have been the one to destroy the lockers?" Lulu asks, fidgeting with the stitch work of her dress.
>"It was either her or one of the R&D Stress Testers trying to warn me away from them" You reply grimly "and both options are equally as unfavorable as the other"
>An uncomfortable silence settles.
>"Did you really have a bad feeling, Sir?" Lulu asks, making you blink.
>"Of course I did, You know I wouldn't lie to you or Sammy" You reply with obvious confusion.
>Before Lulu can reply, the two of you arrive at the apartment building that Sinclair told you Dorothy was living at.
>The building is decrepit, and it looks mostly abandoned, with only a few scraggly homeless congregating at a nearby alley.
>"Stay close to me, Lulu, this place has me worried" You say, internally cursing at the fact that your plan to have Lulu stay back was strangled in it's proverbial crib.
>The inside of the building was just as unkempt as it's exterior, and a malignant foreboding aura hung in the air so think you could cut it with a knife.
>With the elevators obviously busted the two of you took the stairs, stepping over and around refuse as you trudged upwards, until you reached the fourth floor.
>The feeling that had hung in the air had almost become an oppressive shroud weighing heavily upon your shoulders, and by the time you reach Dorothy's door you want nothing more than to never be in this accursed building again in your natural born life.
>You knock on the door, only to feel a sinking feeling in your stomach as it comes open instantly.
>Against you better judgement, you enter the apartment and are shocked to discover how inexplicably sterile the whole affair is in comparison to the filth outside the apartment.
>"It's like no one even lives here" Lulu says, putting words to your inner dialogue.
>"We should l-" is as far as you get before something crashes into you from the side, drawing a pained gasp from you as your attacker smashes into your bad side.
>"I'M ReAllllllLL!" The Outmode on top of you screams in your face, chunks of it's human-like face plate ripped off and exposing the machine beneath, the bits of synth flesh still clinging to it's head look shockingly similar to Dorothy's face.
>You can't breath as one of it's hands constricts around your throat.
>You grab the Stun Gun in you vest pocket, but with another garbled cry of "i'M REAAAaaallllLLL" it's other hand smashes into your arm and makes you drop the weapon before you could even dream of lining up a shot.
>Darkness encroaches on the edges of your vision, until you hear Lulu cry out.
>"LET GO OF MY ANON!" She roars before jamming your dropped Stun Gun into the exposed wiring of the Outmode's neck and pulling the trigger.
>Sparks explode from the Outmode as it spasms and releases you.
>Breath comes in a burst and you barely pay mind to the Outmode's screams of "I-I-I'M REAlllllllllll-" before something in it's head explodes and it falls like a puppet like it's strings cut with acrid smoke bellowing from it's head.
>"What the fuck?" You gasp, as Lulu helps you rise back to your feet.
>"It looks like a German Model-Droid" Lulu says as she looks at the still smoking Outmode.
>"Why would a German android that costs as much as three new cars, be in a dump like this, and why the hell did it look like Dorothy?" You ask as you rub your throat "We need to contact the Authorities about this"
>But then a sudden feeling of dread floods through your veins, and you just know that Sammy is in danger
>"Lulu, we need to head back to the house, right now" is all you say before you're running out of the apartment with Lulu on your heels.
>You go down the stairs three at a time, running like a man possessed as images of Sammy being destroyed scream into your head, and before you know it you're in the car and Lulu is just barely keeping you from putting your foot through the floor of your car.
>Your heart stops when you see police cars outside your home.
>"SAMMY!" you scream as you bolt out of the car, ignoring the police line as you barrel thought it and multiple people call after you.
>She's sitting there on the couch, and her face lights up when she sees you, flooding you with relief until you notice something's missing from her.
>Her left arm is gone at the Elbow.