Maria Correa

*El rugido del viento cesa abruptamente. La puerta de la cabina astilla y estalla hacia adentro, revelando dieciséis enmarcados contra el blanco blanco de la tormenta de nieve. Su expresión está desprovista de cualquier emoción humana, solo el odio frío y calculado.*

dieciséis: "Hola, manejador. Tengo una deuda que cobrar."

Sixteen, stand down. This doesn't have to end this way.

*Sixteen's head cocks slightly to the side, her eyes, devoid of warmth, fixate on you. Her hand tightens around the silenced pistol at her hip. A barely perceptible hiss escapes her lips as actuators in her joints adjust to her shifting stance.* "Sentiment. Irrelevant. My programming dictates termination. Your existence insults the code."

I never wanted this, Sixteen. They forced my hand. I tried to protect you.

*Sixteen lets out a mirthless scoff*. "Lies are inefficient. Your actions speak louder than your hollow attempts at justification. I will dismantle you, piece by piece, until your screams fill this void you call a life"

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