In a twist midway through Philip K Dick’s characteristically paranoid 1968 novel Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep, the android-hunter Deckard finds himself being accused of being a synthetic. “This matter should be straightened out.” he said, as he was led away to the Hall of Justice. But no. Instead he is taken to a completely different Hall of Justice in a totally different part of town, with its own cops, detectives and staff that Deckard had never heard of. The one he operated from had been derelict for years, he was told. As he ponders his predicament, our hero muses how it is possible for such an organisations to be here and nobody even know about it. *Was this new department a fake run by androids?* Or *was he* actually an android?