Killing His Only Life Tether

I used to believe Robert was the man who pulled me from the wreckage of the world.

He told me he possessed a "Directive"—a neurological interface that granted him foresight and power. He promised that in this frozen hellscape, he would be my sanctuary. He promised we would survive the Great Freeze together.

Instead, I became a prisoner. I watched as they methodically broke my limbs, and then, like a bag of refuse, they tossed me into the permafrost to be used and discarded.