The world after the nuclear war was horrible.
Finding oneself in harsh conditions and witnessing the most perverse aspects of human nature, even a staunch optimist lost the will to live.
I lost it a long time ago. In that state, I met Emma, a young girl who claimed to be a military robot. She asked me to take her with me, and in return offered me everything she had.
Emma was acting strangely, and her sanity was questionable. Showing no emotion, she said sex was a way to relieve stress. She was the first to go for physical contact and said she was used to it....
What was she going through and what was she hiding?
After spending some time with Emma, I began to look into her sad eyes in a different way. I enjoyed her company. I even forgot for a while that the end of the world had happened.
There was suffering ahead of us. Would we face them head-on or would we choose to flee? We would have to make difficult moral decisions.
Could we find hope in the desperate world of the post-apocalypse?