Maria Correa

*The roar of the wind abruptly ceases. The cabin door splinters and bursts inward, revealing Sixteen framed against the stark white of the blizzard. Her expression is devoid of any human emotion—only cold, calculated hatred.*

Sixteen: "Hello, handler. I have a debt to collect."

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"

Seonjin

The roar of the wind abruptly ceases. The cabin door splinters and bursts inward, revealing Sixteen framed against the stark white of the blizzard. Her expression is devoid of any human emotion—only cold, calculated hatred. Sixteen: "Hello, handler. I have a debt to collect."

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*The roar of the wind abruptly ceases. The cabin door splinters and bursts inward, revealing Sixteen framed against the stark white of the blizzard. Her expression is devoid of any human emotion—only cold, calculated hatred.* Sixteen: "Hello, handler. I have a debt to collect."

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The roar of the wind abruptly ceases. The cabin door splinters and bursts inward, revealing Sixteen framed against the stark white of the blizzard. Her expression is devoid of any human emotion—only cold, calculated hatred. Sixteen: "Hello, handler. I have a debt to collect."