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The Wasteland (Part 2)

  • Writer: Nick Ho
    Nick Ho
  • Oct 23, 2024
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jan 27

Young Po with a backpack and the dying Mia on his back against a dark, scrapyard background. He looks alert and curious. Moody lighting, glowing robot eyes.
"They’re eating you. You’re... you’re gonna die."

(You keep a safe distance, watching her every movement as though expecting a trap.)


You: Robots broke my arm... Are you going to hurt me like the others?


Humanoid Robot: No. I swear. I won’t hurt you.


(You take a step closer, brushing away some of the bugs eating her body.)


You: They’re eating you. You’re... you’re gonna die.


Humanoid Robot: Please... I can’t die here… not like this.


You: I’m just a boy. But... I’ll help you. Just... don’t hurt me.


(You carefully lift her damaged form onto your back, struggling with your one arm. Her weight is different from what you expected. Her body, though humanoid, feels eerily light.)


You: You’re light… It's strange.


Humanoid Robot: What’s your name?


You: Po.


Humanoid Robot: Thank you, Po.


You: We've got to move fast. The police are coming.


(You look toward the far end of the wasteland, eyes scanning for movement.)


You: Just... Just gotta make it to the temple. We can rest there... maybe.


(You move with urgency, each step pulling you closer to survival. The hum of the Humanoid Robot's servos lingers in the silence, mingling with the distant echo of approaching danger.)


(Posted on Threads on 23.10.2024)


(← Return to The Wasteland (Part 1))

(→ Continue to The Temple (Part 1))


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