Let me think about this.
Robots cleaning? Not that rare, robot cleaners were the thing back in my past life, the shocking thing is, this robot ain't just a simple vacuum robot, it's a real walking, cleaning robot.
Am I still in 2002?
This ain't the 2002 I remember.
I need some clarification!
I walked down the stairs and when the robot saw me, it greeted me!
"Hello, young Damon!"
I was stumped.
Fuck, they are even talking now? What kind of fucking 2002 is this!?
Wait, I have to ask what year is today.
"Uh… what is today's date?"
The robot tilted its head, and it really shocked me, fuck, did the artificial intelligence conquered Earth in this timeline!?
"It is currently January 5, 2026, why did you ask, Sir?"
Huh!? It's the same date I killed myself?
What kind of fucked up timeline did I go to?
Can I call Stephen Strange and ask him to help me and bring me to the correct timeline?
Fuck. What am I thinking?
"Sir?"
This robot… damn, what kind of Earth did I go to?
"Nothing, so… uh, where's the dining table? I'm hungry."
This robot tilted its head again, fuck, am I that suspicious now?
"Rare question from the young sir, but, to answer your question, go straight there and go left, the door will lead the young sir to the dining area. Breakfast is already served. Madam and the old Sir are dining as we speak."
Oh, so my parents are together, still, what do they look like? Are they the same parents I had like in the past life?
"Oh, thanks!"
The robot tilted its head again.
"Young Sir thanked this servant, I feel glad."
Huh?
Why would this robot feel grateful to me? Was I harsh before? Was I a fucking fool in this timeline?